a glance
not stolen
but rather
chanced

a smile
not coy
but given
in advance

a touch
so subtle
a petal
it would not break

a love
so pure
the ground
it could shake

an intentional nod
a slight
bite
on your lower lip

moving her
hair back
a neck caressed
by soft fingertips

a glass of wine
given
the sharing
of a look

a soft silent
knowing
like the reading
of a book