THE SILENT HEART

He reaches for her
And holds her close.

Gentle fingers run through her hair,
Then down her cheek, drawing
Her face to his.

Again tonight, for a moment,
Their eyes meet.

It is there she sees the love she's waited for,
But no words come.

Does he know she can see
The struggle inside him?

His heart betraying his
Mind's fear of loving.

The struggle is brief, and his heart
Is silenced once again.

The moment passes; he holds her close,
And no words come.