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.