Quiet Evening



The knock on the door fueled my anticipation;
I was nervous;
wanting to give her the most romantic
yet relaxing evening she could ever imagine. It was her idea,
a cozy night in,
out of the cold and rain that steadily pattered the windows.
I looked around before opening the door;
everything was perfect. Dinner’s aroma filled the air as the candle’s flame performed a hypnotic dance. I answered the door.
There before me was the most beautiful woman I’d ever saw.
I invited her in.
As I helped her with her coat I could smell her fragrance. It was enticing.
“Would you like a glass of wine?”
“Yes please”
It was red,
a cabernet,
delicate yet spicy. I poured two glasses. I was nervous.
“Dinner smells exquisite”
“Thanks. Hungry?”
“Starving”
I served our salad first;
it was a mix of micro greens with raspberry vinaigrette.
The main course
was a honey orange and ginger turkey breast and rice pilaf. She was so beautiful.
So very beautiful.

As time passed we talked and laughed; I told her how nervous I was.
“Really?”
“Yes really”
“Why?”
I told her that I thought she was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.
“Thank you”

Smooth jazz filled the background with a soothing joy as the wine took effect.
We sat our glasses on the table
and stretched out on the couch.
Slowly
we both began to drift to sleep.
Holding her
took my breath away, I was falling in love.

Wikid man!
onething tho
i answerd the door,there before me was the most beautyful women id ever saw.
.
door and saw,kind of kills the magic of the moment
mabey change saw to-
ID EVER LAYED EYES ON?
gidd.

Fabulous...