© Christopher Raine

The moment when her lips slipped
into a smile and the eyes thought
at the corners and danced and quipped
with the delight of knowing;
her own soul, reflected in his eyes

He stood looking at his own soul
reflected in her dark eyes
where they lent warmth to the cold
places where his heart long tried
to grasp the meaning of his life
The wait had been so long and lingered
he stood in awe, groping for words
that slipped through clumsy fingers
like ice, numbing the liquid tongue
and freezing his thoughts in the moment

A Soul