Not Yet
She feels her limbs tangle along with her heart.
It isn't her own anymore
It is his.
Tied in a silk bow and laid out before him.
But he will not, cannot.
Say untrue words to the purest blue eyes.
Care is all he can manage
Not yet love.
Lavender oil and gentle smiles,
Slowly thaw away the silence.
Til all he sees is her.
Not yet love, he breathes.
Fascination.
He clings to every blessed kiss.
One
Two
Three.
They have to go, they have to leave.
Not yet Love, he says tenderly.
Not yet.
