the largest heart.

the way he
held her
to him;
it felt like
actual love.
desire, passion, lust –
of course.
but somewhere
in his eyes,
she found
an understanding,
a silent, gentle
embrace of
enduring care.

the way she
pulled away,
from him;
but never too
far to lose sight.
when he stole
the chance
to capture
her eyes in his,
he saw not only
fragility and
apprehension,
but courage, sharp wit
and the largest heart.

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