Love Lost

And she said -

‘Over the years

Your love for me has dulled,

The initial nip is missing,

Too familiar your face and hands are,

And so is your voice;

Except for your eyes,

Sharp and engaging as before

I still find them difficult to read.’

Having said that

She did not turn away her face,

A smile lingered on her lips

I did not hear sad notes,

For I believe her.

I believe she loves me as before,

That her love for me is rich and deep;

I held her face in my hands

An open book for me to read.