The Way the Body Curves With Silent Grace
The glance exchanged, the look we share, the smile
The way the body curves with silent grace
By non-verbal means we are beguiled
The movement of the eyes, the lips, make calls
That beg our bodies for a joint embrace
The glance exchanged, the look we share, the smile
We don’t know what we do, we’re reconciled
Without a trick or plan, without a trace
By non-verbal means we are beguiled
We’ve counted all the points but are they real?
Like fractal geometry our love is space
The glance exchanged, the look we share, the smile
Stillness come, eternity is poised
All know the dance embodied does not lie
The glance exchanged, the look we share, the smile
By the gaze and glances we are beguiled
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