I turn a brow

[philrose]

Your face is silent as a sleeping lake
Your eyes clear as a mirrors reflection
A ripple stolen from your soft cheek
The moonlight dark behind the clouds playing hide and seek

Only stars can understand
that a man is not a man
'til his fingers wrap
around a woman's hand

And 'neath the shadow of the moon
I turn a brow
for a moment is just a moment
A heart is empty
'til love finds the shadow
that's been hidden till now