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