does he

does he love me, she so wanted to ask
as he sat, occupied with his task
she studied his eyes,his hands, his brow
so close to asking, but she did not know how

does she know i how much love i feel
so much for her, it does not seem real
as she sits there, face so kind
i wonder if she is reading my mind

they sat together as the window fan whirred
safe in their world, of him and her.