Tales Of A Midnight Love Adventure

* This is VERY long . More of a story then a poem , but I would appreciate it if you took the time to r/r/c . Please and thank you . *

Midnight :
Throwing rocks at your window , the noise is all to loud ; Considering I am not supposed to be awake at this time of night . Sighing , I turn away just as you turn on the little light that stands for our ' okay ' sign - My head is not okay with all of this , but my heart is jumping at the thought of sneaking out with you ; Right now , our destination is unknown and our cell phones are powered off with fear . . .

Two A . M . :
It`s a full moon and we are laying under a bed of stars in the back of my daddy's brand new Chevy . Normally , those crickets would of driven me insane . But ; Tonight they only set the mood . The February air is quite cold and you feel my body shiver : You pull me close to you and slowly close your beautiful brown eyes . . .

Four A . M . :
Startled , I jerk in panic ; " Shh baby , it is okay . I am right here with you . " You calm my tense nerves . I am suddenly embarrassed , realizing I fell asleep . It is like you can read my mind - " Did you know you are even beautiful when you sleep ? " Smiling , I gently squeeze your hand resting on my lower back . My heart is beating wildly - Whether it is your presence or the amount of fear I am feeling , only the Lord knows . . .

Five - Thirty A . M . :
A million kisses later , we head back into town - Dropping you off the street from your house , you kiss my forehead and slip a little box into the pocket of your hoodie I am wearing . You whisper , " Do not open this until you get home , I love you . " I watch you in amazement , until you are just a shadow sneaking back into your house : I cruise slowly down your street , hoping this is not just a silly dream . . .

Six A . M . :
Slipping into bed , I grab the delicate box from the pocket - I scan all of the possibilities and before I get the chance to open it my phone vibrates with a text message . In this silence it sounds like a bulldozer though ; Of course , it is from you , just saying ' I love you my angel . ' Carefully , I open the box - I did not find a ring , nor something of materialistic value , but a piece of paper which told the tale of a midnight love adventure . . .