Monday, January 11, 2010

A guessing game of body language is played out today,

A guessing game of body language is played out today,
As sparks of speech ignite our interests, the fire roared and warmed us,
With cautious hands I kept the pace, while she moves as she speaks,
Between the graceful shadows of the light we render our cautious, iterate selves,

I will parody indifference at a safe pace, with semi-caring eyes-
Until-with insecurities gone-I feel her smiling lips on mine,
To release to fast, we'll pay the price, and loose what face we've bought,
If done to slow, intent is shown-the prize will feel unequaled,

So we play the game to see it through, if life will bring us together,
We'll look at Time to see the future us, if Time indeed sees fit,
But if and when our paths do part, I will sit and sip and think,
Well played, you did, the game of love, and amused yourself with it.