When We Made Poetry

Underneath the station lights, I saw you last night beneath the dark sky
I stopping  you so I could glance at you, not from afar. 
Mesmerised by you looking into your eyes before you passed by  
Can endure not, when you pass without a word a phrase uttered 
So difficult to entertain so hard to frame into words 
Like a phrase from a stranger, much easier to obtain 
I saw you up at the fort in the alleyway 
Between the leaves and the fog, you slowly walked to me 
Through that magnificent grand door 
Shivering looking at me so cold you were 
In that cold winter day, with the darkness seeping through 
The evening sun setting casting shadows on you 
You looked like as I've never seen you before 
So dapper so debonair. 
And I looking for a reason to get closer to you 
But a reason I needed not any excuse would do 
Just to touch you in the silence of the night 
The words came out to play
But tonight I held my hand cupping your head 
Standing close as we began to dance moving slowly
Those intricated steps the new craze, all around 
I held you tight as we shimmered to and fro 
And as the music takes hold our minds in a fog 
As we danced and danced on air, so light you were 
Our steps our minds so attuned to the music.
No time to whisper to say after such a long time together 
We're drifting away, the memories of what I never said 
Nor will say, giving me not a chance to say
Please, stay. 
Towards the river, we'd walk like, many times before 
We'd spend the night, by the lantern light 
The fort not so far away 
Just sit beside me. 
So I can see your face, inhale the scent of you 
Touch you again and again, for when you're away from me 
I shall exist not completely, nor happily without you 
In the night of my nights, when we were fancy, free 
There will never be such a night 
That night when we made poetry.