Altar of Twilight waxing gibbous

Her pulse quickened. He was handsome! His smile, in her eyes, endearing and infectious. A soft, joyous little laugh escaped her.

No words were exchanged between them. There needn't be. Not for the moment. Let their eyes and bodies do all the talking, while they danced together in the moonlight. He sprang playfully, inviting her to come with him.

Down low she bowed, then leapt up. Her legs took her racing after him. Cutting around to his left, then the right. Circling back in front, always keeping just out of reach.