You never saw the tears falling down my cheek
as we lay, ev'ry dream and vice unburied,
the pure essence of the words; I couldn't speak

that first night, for my emotions had made weak
the shield around my heart — by your love harried.
You never saw the tears falling down my cheek

as we embraced atop that momentous peak,
abandoning the doubts that we had carried.
The pure essence of the words I couldn't speak

were coursing through my head like a winding creek,
my hope the boat by which I had been ferried.
(You never saw the tears falling down my cheek.)

Love is that rare gem that we forever seek,
that one hope we pray never leaves us wearied;
the pure essence. Of the words I couldn't speak,

let no one say that love can make living bleak—
its joys and pains make our existence varied.
You never saw the tears falling down my cheek,
the pure essence of the words I couldn't speak.

TMK 3apr2010