Dare He Speak?
There was something
within her gaze
that couldn’t be
pinpointed.
Was it the sparkle
of mischief, the glint
of steel, the bedazzling
of wonder, or the shine
of happiness,
he asked himself.
Or something else altogether, perhaps.
Maybe, just maybe,
it was the depths
of unknown possibility
dancing in her eyes.
Dare he speak?