Maturity, are the days
when we enjoy each other
in comfortable silence;
that our lack of words
we are breaking up.
We undulate to the hum of the night breeze
our bodies in sync with time and rhythm
our eyes hold on to each other for endless moments.
We’re caught in the euphoria of wedded bliss,
where everything melts away into oblivion
we are caught in our own whole new world
where what matters is just you and I.
You are the love of my life.
I knew I loved you,
the first time my eyes beheld yours.
Soft giggles escaped her lips
And she lowered her eyes in shy acquiescence
She had been waiting for this moment
His heated gaze and murmured words
Filled her with flutters of anticipation
Accepting his invitation to dance
She stepped into his arms
And allowed him to twirl her
Around the ballroom
In a sensual tango.
Giggle, The Daily Post Prompt