The power of a glance

Looper - Mondo '77

Though denigrated
And underestimated
Never doubt the power
Of a glance
Created by chance
She stood
When
I entered the bar
Despite the dark
She radiated
Fire from
Her eyes
Invited
Drew
The fire that radiated from my soul
That without being told
Knew that I wanted to know more
About the safe danger found
In her glowing warmth
Where life erupted
When
She heard my greeting
And
Her smile
Unabashed
Began the soft seduction
I wanted to know
More
But she
Beat me
Into the pressing close
Questions as her body
Moved
Pressing close
The soft firm
Press of lace
Danced across my arm
Eyes began to devour the other
As the wait
For the next sound to pass
Lips so full
Building desire
Maybe
She pressed into
Me
Or it could have been my move
Into her
So slight
So right
Simpatico
All borne
From the power of a glance
Created by chance