A look can convey so much

A glimpse, a gaze, a smile on the face

A look can convey so much

The heart dashing in a scenting pace

Although they're out of touch.

How should I construe his countenance

That alters like night and day

Giving out a tender consonance

Or just a repellent ray.

A look of love is his gift

That cause me to go dizzy,

leaving my quaky body stiffed

Ensued with ardent tizzy.

Followed with a day of tribulation

Is what augments in me

When my eyes search for his fixation

But he doesn't want to see.

Sometimes a glance is what I get

That lets me know I crossed his mind

Feeling thereupon a sudden regret

Cause it's not him in my head that I should find.

The expressions that he emanates

Versatile but still so sober

He often combines with some serenades

Before my heart he confines in lockers.

How should I withstand his appearance

That casted a spell over me

Having control over all my abearance

No doubt, I'll never be free

Copyright 2009 D. Albert-Weiss