the eternal transience,
ended only by her little voice.
the sense of belonging,
solidified only by her smile.
my aching heart,
sent racing by her fleeting glance.
this very room,
lit up by her utter radiance.
as her lips sent hushed whispers dancing towards my ears,
i smiled slightly, knowing that I hadn't anything to say.
no way of telling her that she need not fear,
that my arms could protect and shelter.
no way to explain my master plan,
had I really ever had one.
no way of telling her,
what she meant,
for me.