Their told Love

He touches her cheek bones
with his tender fingertips
caressing her soul
he kisses her soft lips.

She looks into his glowing eyes
and touches his cheek
breathing lightly in the air
these lovers do not speak.

He smiles into her beautiful face
the silence did not spread
he held her in his manly embrace
without her, he'd be dead.

She feels protected in his grasp
holding her he feels so blessed
she relaxes her entire body
and lays her head on his chest.

Looking up she stares
into his perfect brown eyes
unseen tear drops hide
quaint happiness
she suddenly feels inside.

Time stands still
and she can hear his heart
and all of those tears,
that seemed to keep them apart.

What would he be without her?
What would she be without him?
Life would be colorless, deathly
her soul would be grim.

Could we count the timid seconds
and the times he made her laugh?
could we count them exactly
counting the love on their behalf?

He holds her hand tightly
as if he were about to die
she holds onto him
as life support
as if she were about to cry

He touches her cheek bones
with his fingertips
caressing her soul
once again,
he kisses her soft lips.