That One Fine Night Poem by Anupama Anpat

It was a calm moonless night,
I walked home with her,
it was like a romantic ride,
I wrapped my arms tightly around her,
kept my feelings under check,
lest she gets a hint of how I felt.

I moved a pace or two behind,
her soft neck nuzzled mine,
It felt good but I couldn’t help but wander,
what was on her mind?

We reached the landing of the porch,
the walk had been short,
there was so much I wanted to say,
or was it that I just wanted her to stay?
I tried to while moments away,
what was I looking for? Perhaps a way.

Her enchanting beauty held me captive,
a wild excitement danced in my eyes,
to make a move, would that be wise?
The more I fought my feelings,
the more drawn I was.

At last I gave in and put her to my lips,
she tasted good and did not resist,
after all she was mine,
my beloved bottle of vintage wine.