Contented Silence

On the moor

We stood

That cold day

Two souls

Searching

For the truth

To shine our way

You pointed

To the ground

Your expression sincere

"In the bog

Faces can be found."

My heart raced in fear

Skipped an erratic beat

As I searched frantically

Near my feet

In all seriousness

You say

"Better watch your step

Or they will pull you down

And take you away."

I glanced

To my right

His profile

In my sight

Strong and sure

Eyes steady and pure

A mischievous grin

Playing above

His solid chin

I smiled

As I turned away

In contented silence

I had nothing to say

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