On a warm summer night
Dusk was slowly falling.
The breeze ruffled her hair.
She was wearing bright red lipstick.
She looked ravishing.
My heart beat faster.
What if she refused?
After all, she owed me nothing.
And I was an ordinary man in an ordinary job.
I could see the stars beginning to rise.
Night was falling and we were silent.
Looking out from the balcony of the hotel.
In the distance, the boats sailed by.
The waiter bought two glasses.
Whether we would toast would depend on her.
The darkness deepened.
But suddenly I saw her face glow in the light; and in absolute delight.
As I lit what I planned to give her that day.
As I gave her this gift she smiled the most beautiful smile.
And I asked her to marry me.
And she agreed.
The rose in the glass dome had transformed the evening into a magical new beginning.
To those in love, it is the perfect gift.
A symbol of so much love and beauty.