HAIR
In silence, he gently tugged my hair, No words exchanged, no need to declare, A language unspoken, a connection profound, He knew my desires without a sound. No prior talks of how I'd want it done, Yet he grasped my heart, as one soul spun, With knowing hands, he revealed his art, A tender gesture, right from the heart. In that moment, an understanding found, Through touch alone, our desires unwound, For words can falter, but actions remain, A harmony formed, like a sweet refrain. So, in his touch, I felt the love he held, A passion unspoken, but truth revealed, In this silent dance of give and take, Two souls entwined, a love's embrace.