Silent Travels

Those bright eyes, They meant some business, But those brave feet They occupied my thoughts; I was heavy Loaded with warm winter clothes, He was bare That skinny chest visible I looked at those bright eyes again They were questioning; When i turned around and Looked at my fancy winter shoes I realized; There are many who don't speak! Sometimes silence keeps hidden words They are needy yet they don't task; That shivering body gave some jerks With a sigh he took that plunge And i still loaded with that Winter dress and fancy shoes!