Romance Novel

I sat down to begin writing a romance novel,
but all I could come up with is this:
He moved closer to take her hand in his,
entangling her words in a hushed soft kiss.

By the bridge in a summer sunset,
he wrapped his arms around her waist.
Boats drifting by, lights shimmering in the refelection,
somehow again her words misplaced.

Passion sang through the moon's gravity,
in wisps of desire's emotion,
a flicker of the fire burning through their hearts,
words silenced like the power of a love potion.

I sat down to write a romance novel,
but I didn't get very far in the text.
Somehow she lost the words in romantic bliss,
and she wasn't so sure what would happen next.