Body language – Rayhab


Our glances, like lovers new

They dance, flirting as they meet

And break to rest anew

Our smiles, they hold abit of promise

A tease of something behind those lips

A promise of romance, of passion

Our bodies they move to an invisible beat

That leads to a dance of anticipation

One hand reaches out and another heart is given

As hands touch, souls meet and love blooms

Not a word is spoken

But the heart has chosen

A glance, a glimpse of romance

I share a glance with you,

They dance, flirt

Is it with you that romance shall bloom?

Raylitpoems 2003

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