THE LOOK
There is a special kind of light in her eyes
Perhaps a twinkle, and more than a glow
But then again, how could any really know
When holding her gaze, it’s seeing the prize
Their effect on me is almost to hypnotise
As I am lost in a deep and wondrous void
Yet I’m sure no ruse nor trick is employed
And in others, I can almost hear their sighs
Such power and influence hangs in the air
The effect is magnetic and drawing me in
And is a most strange yet wonderful, affair
Leaving me helpless with such a silly grin
Always surprised, with no time to prepare
And I feel the ruffling of hairs on my skin