He kissed her hand
beneath the moon
She tried not to wonder
It was a whimsy mood
He gave her his coat
The wind blew
He ignored it when she told him
probably best not to
He shared his secrets
and his hopes too
She tried to listen
to only naked truth
He said she was beautiful and he loved her
Quite convincingly and smooth,
And she laughed and responded,
“Please do not say what you cannot prove.”
—-
les’nspired
(excerpt)
