A Question’s In Her Eyes – Sonnet

A question’s in her eyes each time she gaze;
He clings as though his breath on her depends.
The faithful lover keeps her faithful ways;
And all his sins are only lover’s sins.
In presence of the other, they feel blessed,
And Venus’ feet are sheathed by their requests.
And all their sins, too readily confessed,
As murmured prayers disturb Apollo’s rest.
They hold each other’s words as hidden pearls,
And keep them safely hidden for the day
That fires, the entire moving world unfurl;
For fear they cannot say, what they would say.

And so they think true love a heart could save:
But love is for the lucky and the brave.