Her Smile

Reaching my hand across the table I look at Her and smile.
She says "what?" as I cock my head slightly to the side.
I grin and mouth the words "only admiring Your beauty."
She squeezes my hand and drops Her gaze.
I'm not sure if She knows what to say.
Her thumb traces circles on the back of my hand.
I ask Her what she would like to eat.
She tells me it is my choice tonight.
I love the way Her hair falls in waves down Her neck and back.
She tells me about some of the dishes She has had here.
I cannot stop looking at her eyes.
She is dark and mysterious as the forest glen.
I long for Her embrace.
She raises Her eyes to mine again and smiles.