Michael Thompson Poet Free verse

The Promise

As I slowly enter the room, I look around and I see her 
standing there surrounded by the soft glow of flickering 
candles and swaying gently to the soft piano music playing 
in the background

  She reaches up to move a lock of auburn colored hair from her beautiful face and our eyes lock all the way across the room. 

  I begin moving through the others oblivious of all else...

  Except her

  Her eye's never leave mine as I take her drink, putting it aside and gently take her soft hand in mine

  Our hungry gaze says it all...

  Without a word I lead her to the dance floor where I reach up and let her hair down and run my fingers through the soft silky strands

  I put my arms around her waist drawing her close as we begin to dance both to the music and to the promise of things to come...

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Susan Ashley August 3, 2020 at 8:44 AM I was captured in the beauty of this romantic moment, Michael. Your creative pen moved both my heart and my imagination. Elegant rapture. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan Michael Thompson August 3, 2020 at 10:35 AM Thank you so very much Susan :)

Emile Pinet March 20, 2017 at 9:31 AM Very well done with wonderful feeling and depth. Your words of superb imagery gently take the reader to a private place in your heart and we feel welcome. Emile. #7 Michael Thompson March 20, 2017 at 10:10 AM Thank you Emile.

Darlene De Beaulieu March 15, 2017 at 5:32 PM Micheal I enjoyed this poem.To me as I read this poem I realized that this is q bezautiful love poem that you have written. Michael Thompson March 20, 2017 at 6:40 AM Thank you Darlene. Desire and love get all intermingled sometimes. Thank you again for your kind words.

Gayle Rodd March 8, 2017 at 2:55 PM Very nice. I like how you describe moving through the room "oblivious of all else". a romantic meeting with a surprise end !? Michael Thompson March 20, 2017 at 6:38 AM Thank you Gayle. I am glad that you enjoyed it.