standing next to you under the moon i see its reflection off your face , and i just smile my eyes , gazing upon you telling a story without uttering a single word glowing hair , porcelain skin you “feel me” without a single touch and perhaps , you too will fall under the spell of the moolight your eyes answer back again without a word you join me in this unfolding story weather were walking the bordwalk or strolling the glistening shore waiting for that “moment “ as if fated hands and the gravitating force of romance draws our lips , invisible force ,nudging until…… without a word ,now……… embraced in a kiss two hearts , enchanted under the moon, joined on the lips a story unfolds …….