Beauty at first glance
he held his stance…
glided across the room
oblivious to eyes that wander,
only curious to see what was
Trees glistening with fresh snow,
starlight beaming downward to the land below.
He followed her pattern,
carrying his lantern;
she turned ever so freely and caught his eyes aglow,
dancing with the flicker of snow.
Loves first sight, captured in subdued light,
Oh, what a lovely night
to begin romance
[Picture provided by Unsplash.com – Anne Edgar]