Complicity

I read in your eyes as one reads a poem

Fascinated by the words , drunk with passion, 

Like a fervent reader in the novel he loves, 

Sensitive to the meaning of the word, to perception.

I read in your eyes with a wide-open book

Unveiling your most secret thoughts,

And like the poet imagining a verse

My mind ventures into discreet reveries.

I read in your glance this divine word : Love

Easy to guess, complicit attitudes

You were seeing me too, and better than a long speech

Our thoughts, together, were revealing.