Parlour-Piece
by Ted Hughes
With love so like fire they dared not
Let it out into strawy small talk;
With love so like a flood they dared not
Let out a trickle lest the whole crack,
These two sat speechlessly:
Pale cool tea in tea-cups chaperoned
Stillness, silence, the eyes
Where fire and flood strained.
Agitation of hands. Strength of words. 
hmmm…
Ooo I like that last line. Like it a lot.
🙂
K
“With love so like a flood they dared not
Let out a trickle lest the whole crack”
nice … the whole thing was