Like a true king
who does not have to state that he is,
true love need not declare it self to be so.
For it is in being true that it proves itself,
in remaining when all else abandons
that it declares itself.
That is what I aspire to,
all that I hope to be
and all I that ever will
is wrapped up in those words,
that promise that whispers
because it doesn't have to yell,
silent yet all the more telling
of how I loved so greatly it was silent,
and everyone knew it was true.
Everything is in the loving,
that's all you have to do.
SK
