A Lovely Fight
It was at night
I looked at out side.
I saw the sight
two lovers are fight.
They are not angry each other,
they are shearing love together.
How romantic the night was
I lost my spoil mode what I has.
I missed my love so I called her
It's only ringing was to hear.
It happened twice then thrice
I was finally thought to be quite.
Oho little late she call back to me
why did you called me asked she.
I am missing you I had said