She should know

Once she made mention of

his whispered words

but in all those

not one was love.

Each evening watching

her affectionate smile

match nature say goodnight

not once did she describe

his touch.

Twilight came much too soon

as I sat with brush in hand

wishing to brush a brighter trail

so she would walk further

closer than ever before.

I never once mentioned of

words deep in my heart

she should know exist about

her, love.