Beneath the city's glow, where BART's lines softly weave,
A story of us begins, in the twilight of the eve.
From platform to the vibrant streets of Valencia's embrace,
We wandered, hearts in tandem, through the city's sprawling space.

Hand in hand, we traced the paths where urban shadows play,
Finding secrets in the alleys, where the night outshines the day.
Beneath a canopy of stars, in a secluded, quiet part,

We shared our favorite movies, revealing pieces of our heart.

Our laughter echoed softly, mingling with the urban symphony,
A moment suspended in time, where everything seemed to be.
The city around us faded, leaving just you and me,

In a world of our own making, as perfect as could be.

As the night sky watched over, with its endless, twinkling chart,
We found not just each other, but a beginning, a start.
With each tale and shared whisper, our connection grew so smart,

Uniting dreams and journeys, with BART playing its part.

So here we stand, at the crossroads of what's to come and what's been,
Our night under the stars, a cherished, glowing scene.
The question hangs softly, in the air, a hopeful heart,

"Next week, again through BART?"