His Eyes Gasped

I was just beside him when his eyes gasped -
an afraid acceptance of love at last?
Unmoved, yet perceiving the tender clasp
of his gaze and my being, and our needs vast.

I arched a bloom when he looted my colours
and then in pain he turned; his eyes gasped.
Unsaid words, toppling over the covers,
I heard everything and nothing asked.

And then he chose to tell me what went wrong
with the air that held me, the quiet that rasped.
And I heard it all - this that blurred our song -
and I lived it all while his eyes gasped!

I was just beside him when his eyes gasped -
his afraid acceptance of love at last.