It starts in my soul
And I lose all control
When I see your face.
It stirs in my soul
And I lose all control
When you see my eyes.
You show your face
For me to see your face.
As I stare at your face
The face gives me no clues.
The time runs out and
The screen is drawn.
I depart with a frown.
You depart with a crown.
08.10.2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the game of glances....! well expressed!