He held her hand so warmly a comfort in times so cold <br />Held her face cupped so softly <br />Looked deep into her eyes overflowing like pools of pearls <br />Threatening to spill <br />He looks deeply she looks away <br />He reads her like an open book <br />Tattered and torn with the ravages of time <br />Mercilessly <br />His eyes search hers for the truth <br />Something she holds back on <br />But he reads <br />He reads every beat and every breath <br />Every touch and every sound <br />He reads the love that she holds <br />A love that she cannot conceal from him <br />Blatantly obvious like day follows the night and night follows day<br /><br />Lilac Wine<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-comfort-in-times-so-cold/
