slowly closer

i fell for her

and i kept on falling.

the loud dinner scene

drifted into a surrounding whisper hush.

her eyes told a story;

she read my soul.

afterwards

we walked the along the shore;

 when the moonlight kissed the sunlight goodnight

the waves crash softly upon the sands

and blankets our footsteps.

our hands gently held tightly.

under the sky that held the universe,

under all the stars that shine and fall;

i stopped to look at her breathtaking elegance.

the moonshine sparkled deep into her eyes.

my fingers softly dance up her arm

 to where my hand softly holds her face.

slowly closer

our quivering lips kiss

and i can feel her heartbeat.

caution set sail long ago

and now met up with the lighthouse’s lure.

i fell for her

and i kept on falling.

the loud dinner scene

drifted into a surrounding whisper hush.

 as i told her a story

her eyes read my soul

and found my heart.

c. 2016 bgw

About bradford graham west

enjoy poetry about life, emotion and everything in between. it's real and true. - please read and enjoy! - bgw
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