I was walking along and sandy shore when I realize that the woman I loved was gone. No time to look around for her becuase the forecast had predicted a storm. I hurried to find shelter, in a little cottage up the beach. As the storm got closer and the waves got high. I noticed that the cottage was already occupied. As I knocked on the door a sweet voice said come in. Why much to my suprize, it was a lady that I called friend. We began to conversate about somethings from the past. Then we realized that all of our good times were about the two of us. So in the midst of a storm two friends became lovers. If you have figured this sonnet out hit me up and lets start a friendship.

My idea of a first date would be getting to know each other in a public or private setting.