Other Loves

Hidden Dreams

'Don't tell me,' she begged,

Reckoning lies not truth in

Easy words and easier smiles,

And yet craved love all the more.

'Make it real for me, in your

Silences and touch.'

'Of course,' he answered, 'I'd

Fight tigers for you, too.'

Exhausted, she closed her eyes,

Daring one last time to trust

In him a chance that somehow

Even they might win.

August 2016 (E)