We were neighbors in our school years went to the same college.

One warm spring evening, you took my flower in a field of poppies.

We made love till dawn, a night we would never forget.

You promised to love me forever.

Two years later, you took me back to the same field and handed me a typed-out note.

It read simply, "Will you marry me?"

I did not need to say a word. My face said yes.

Holding out your hand with a diamond ring, you slipped it on my finger.

We married in that field three months later.