The Unknown Apology - (A Rhyming Dialogue) Poem by Josephine J.W

He lay with her and toyed her hair in his fingers, gently,
As she was silent and sighed and looked so beautiful,
But he sensed that there was something wrong
And he asked, so tenderly, had he been cruel?

'No, you have not, ' She said, and it was true,
Yet she thought of a time when he had left her,
And it pained her, and she wondered more
Till a tear rolled down her ivory cheek, now pallor.

'You lie, ' he said; his voice betraying his doubt,
'Something I have done or said has hurt thee thus,
and I must know or it will wound me too, for how
can we love as we have done and yet be in distrust?
I have loved thee fully, and I know that you as well
made it a mutual adoration; some things I can tell.'

She listened, and yet she did not hear at all;
She raised her eyes, and put them down in shame;
'I do not know; I cannot, oh, I am confused.' She lied,
And made it difficult, though she knew she was to blame.
'Do not try me when I say there is nothing wrong,
for that will mean only that I cannot speak of it for long.'

The lovers did not stay, for he was true;
There is no love without forgiveness.
She would not tell, and so he could not understand,
How can one apologize for what they do not know?