He loved her. His blue eyes looked lovingly down into hers
And read there an answer responsive and true.
She knew that he loved her. His eyes told the tale of his love,
Those half-closed, kind eyes of such soft, melting blue.
But his lips never spoke those sweet words to her ear,
Those three sweet words, “I love you,” she longed so to hear,
O why wouldn’t he just say, “I love you?”
He loved her. His red, trembling lips touched her own, and clung there
In one tender kiss, one long, rapturous kiss.
She knew that he loved her. Her heart throbbed with happiness deep,