He stood frozen in place.
Unsure he had heard what
He had heard, or if he
Dreamt eyes wide open.
The moment passed so
Quickly and her words
Echoed so softly he
Hardly felt the shift in
Mood as he was ushered
Out the door. Later he
Replayed the moment – an
Endless loop of what if?
What if he stayed?
What if they made love?
What if they didn’t?
What if they did and she
Found him clumsy and
Selfish? What if they didn’t
And she found him lacking
In interest or passion?
In truth, he had not shared
A pillow or a bed or his
Heart with anyone in the
Past five years. While
Hungry for her touch, he
He was starving for her
Heart. His last thoughts
Before sleep were of her
Mind. Body. Heart. Of
These three he wanted
Her heart above all else.
When he finally had her
Heart, he knew
There
Would be no
Hesitation.