In this moment here,
As she breaks herself into my arms
I hold her closer to my heart.
I have no letters or words
To tell her what I feel.
Words are like water sprinkled on hot sand –
Lost, before they can make a mark.
As I trace the curves of her waist,
She trembles and comes closer,
Enfeebling herself and me with each step.
And as her warm breath touches my neck,
I do nothing but hold her close;
Close enough for her to hear my heart.
For we are devoid of words in this moment.
But even without speaking,
We have said a million things.
In this moment, I need no words.
For I have fallen in love with her silence.
In this moment, I need not her body,
For I have fallen in love with her soul.