Leave the Ring On

Christian noticed the promise ring on Josettes' left hand and wondered if she would come to him despite it. He imagined her in the silence of the night, whispering soft words to him alone as her pulse pounded in his head. She tasted sweet yet salty, he imagined, as he lay more than one kiss on her warm skin. Yes, leave the ring on, he thought, for commitment truly lives only in the heart, and marriage, well he felt bound to her the moment their eyes met. He imagined her standing before him, dropping her inhibitions along with each article of her exquisite clothing until there was no more of either.

She said nothing as she took his hand and for that he was grateful. Words ruined moments like this one. Words so often debased deep emotion, laying waste to those feelings that are ineffable; and this moment was truly indescribable. Her beauty was beyond all words and his desire for her, all consuming. When she reached up to touch his face the promise ring caught the moonlight and sparkled, like starlight from the heavens. Yes, I truly am in heaven, he thought, as he kissed the inside of her wrist.

Yes, by all means, leave the ring on.