Eloquent silence;
that first look echoing a recognition.
Wrapped in beauty, She offers a quiet hello.
Graceful poise and innocent maturity,
my soul is saved.
I trip over a funny line.
She steps into it, catching my nervousness,
gently lays it down and the room slips away
claiming the crowd.
Just us two now.
Brown eyes, pure and giving, glance upward
through a pane of shyness.
No music except the beat of my captive heart.
A mutual smile draws us one step closer
and magnetism eases out the space between.
Closer still;
a promise of union demands the invitation to touch;
briefly, tentatively no need to rush.
The night dances toward dawn
as we step in time to the rhythm of our new found love.
for my wife



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