A candlelight Dinner

Ackward, unsure, unsteady...
"How do I proceed?"
"What do I say?"
"Would He care?"
"Would He want to listen?"
Stumbling forward...
"Do I dare and look Him in the eye?"
"Can He see me?"
"Does He want me?"
"What could He see in me?"
"How did I become so hesitant"
Looking at the clock...
"Is there time to turn around and go back...Is there still time... There has to be time?
"How can I go forward"
"I'm not who He thinks I am?"
"Why did He want to meet?"
"I can't go on like this"
"I should tell Him that its no use"
"He cant use me"
"I'm just no good"
Walking towards Him...
Head held in shame and disgrace...
Tentive baby steps...
Looking into His eyes...
LOVE...
BEAUTY...
SECURE...
MINE!
Smiling as He pulls my chair out.
"You want me to sit"
"You want me to stay"
"Why"

Our conversation:
Shallow...not meaningful...till he takes my hand and triggers the flow of words.
The dam is broken...every hope, dream, wish, want desire, flow forth
Into his awaiting heart: to protect, to fulfill, to insure that the outcome is prefect and in His time.

The Waltz:
The music slowly stirs our hearts to dance.