Her lips shiver as he approaches her,

Moments now, or moments of forever.

He paces and reaches to find the words,

pausing, he takes a breath and together,

but holds back his true and meaningful love.

She’s tempted to speak but forces it back,

but only barely touches like a glove.

As like a magnet is starting to to lack,

his lips pressed against her cold, bare forehead.

With a slight moment of sureness they feel,

pulling back with a step, visions of red.

But he only pulls her closer, and real.

But only pulls her closer and says “who?”

and he whispers in her ear, “I love you.”