Dancing At Midnight
“He sank down on one knee and said, "Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine.
The thirst that from the soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine: But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine." He almost got away with it. Belle's eyes misted up, and when he said the part about the kiss in the cup, her right hand strayed involuntarily to her heart.
"Oh, John," she sighed.
Then disaster struck.
Persephone descended the stairs.
"John!" she cried out in a delighted voice. "That is my absolute favorite! How did you know?" John lowered his head and clenched his fists at his sides. Belle shifted her hand from her heart to her hip.
"My father used to recite that to my mother all the time," Persephone continued, her cheeks rosy. "It never failed to make her swoon with happiness." "I can imagine," Belle muttered.
John looked up at her, his expression sheepish.
"And it was especially appropriate, you ...know," Persephone added, "as her name was Celia, God rest her soul." "Appropriate?" Belle asked, her eyes never leaving John's.MoreLess
The thirst that from the soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine: But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine." He almost got away with it. Belle's eyes misted up, and when he said the part about the kiss in the cup, her right hand strayed involuntarily to her heart.
"Oh, John," she sighed.
Then disaster struck.
Persephone descended the stairs.
"John!" she cried out in a delighted voice. "That is my absolute favorite! How did you know?" John lowered his head and clenched his fists at his sides. Belle shifted her hand from her heart to her hip.
"My father used to recite that to my mother all the time," Persephone continued, her cheeks rosy. "It never failed to make her swoon with happiness." "I can imagine," Belle muttered.
John looked up at her, his expression sheepish.
"And it was especially appropriate, you ...know," Persephone added, "as her name was Celia, God rest her soul." "Appropriate?" Belle asked, her eyes never leaving John's.MoreLess
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