He pressed his fingers against her lips,
and she read the words in his eyes,
don’t say anything, please.
He wanted to know what she was thinking,
but knew better than to let her speak.
She reached across and put her hand
on his chest and felt his heart throbbing.
She wanted him to know everything
but that faraway look in his eye
pinned her to the wall, crippling her,
and then the throbbing under her hand
stopped, skipped, then resumed it’s
low rhythmic pulsing. And looking
into his eyes she saw distant longing.