12th March 2020
A challenge: to write a piece - prose or poetry in exactly 65 words . Prompt - Bottle
Bottle
Soft light throws shadows
on two flushed faces,
blue eyes meet,
hold their story,
hum of other diners
dim,
there is,
only this moment.
He, takes champagne,
the Bollinger,
from the ice bucket,
pours two goblets,
hands one to her.
Gently,
touch, tinkle together,
her smile warm,
complexion aglow.
He draws near,
"will you marry me?"
She nods her head,
"Of course," she says
,
celebrating Christmas.