Thee terrible horn of that truck........

It is not only a poetry it is my feeling of my fantasy

The cloudy sky and you
And the charming evening
A couple of fire-fly's came
Whispered near my ear
I imagined a fantasy....
...You hug me carefully
My eyes couldn't explain that
But my heart ran faster
You had a kiss on my lip
Oh...so hot honey it was
Our love had gone at last stage
Then...oh shit....
The terrible horn of the truck
And my dreamy dream was broken
I return again my awkward present.