Our hands entwined. Your eyes lost in mine
My face, marginally looking down
when you distract me from the night sublime.

Your fingers pressing tighter against  mine
your focus unwavering from my eyes.
Hinting the love you were trying to put forth,
you put behind one of the two strands of hair,  that had
perfectly framed my face.

Now, that I had pledged myself to you
You effortlessly pour the three words into the night

You say
“I love you “
I only smile.

Masquerading my racing heartbeat
I put behind the other loose strand of my hair.
Your gaze unagitatingly still fixed at me
I am aware you’re anticipating a reply.

But what could I possibly say?
The customary “I love you too”?
Darling, I say that to you everyday
In ways, you never knew.