Reading You Poem by lalitha iyer

By his wave
he says I could manage
by his shave
he means he is on the stage

with a gesture
a world shuttered
simply pours
silently for hours

the gleam in the looks
spills the joy in the books
the sunken eyes
hints at sinking ties

stiffening body
strikes at unrest embodied
lingering lust
lamped by lazy stretch

eyes speak
lips too leak
the way you stand
says the weight in your hand

Reading you
in Silence
is watching wonders
what you say
is not what you may
facing your words
When I am lost into your face
the gap intrudes
and I stop reading blanks.