My Lips Never Speak Poem by Rising Morning Star

With braveness of heart oh so boldly do I say, my eyes locked on this love they do not go astray, yet not one word did my lips ever speak... just a gaze into his eyes with my hand upon his cheek.

Flowing from my soul like a gentle wind into his ear, pronouncing every word and every one he does hear, yet not one word did my lips ever speak... I just look into his loving eyes, into his soul I seek.

Not one word of voice just the beating of my heart softly calling his name, as his heart beat answers mine back 'we are one in the same'. He tells me he loves me, though his lips never speak I hear him so clearly, 'his voice echoing like he's saying it from a mountain's peek'.

Then a kiss he did give and his eyes tell me all he has to say, though his lips never spoke, with words he always has a way. The word of gaze, the word of heart, the word of spirit and soul, the feeling of love from an angel, one of the greatest I hold, and once again we gaze and so much is heard, we hear each other clearly without one word...