In the silence

In the dark

On moonlight dappled bedsheets

You lay your head on my chest

and listen to my heart

Hoping to hear it whisper

Those three little words

You hear silence and are disappointed

but your mistake was listening to my chest when

the fragile thing you're looking for is already in your hands

please keep listening

the words always get caught in my throat but

my heart does not whisper; it shouts