The racing heart <br />knows the truth <br />these flickering lashes <br />try to hide them though <br /> <br />the reddened face <br />cannot but show <br />what the miserly tongue <br />would never say <br /> <br />these twitching fingers <br />the fidgety nails <br />the constant beating <br />of the feet on floor <br /> <br />lets out signals loud <br />though you clearly <br />would not let me know <br />of what goes on in ur wicked mind <br /> <br />didn't I notice that lingering glance <br />didn't I see your turning back <br />guess its not much of love <br />but passion I can see for sure <br /> <br />they say love is blind <br />but its certainly not dumb <br />for bodies speak <br />and the heart does hear <br /> <br />the message is loud and clear <br />lets take care of passion now <br />love shall follow <br />taking its own time.<br /><br />sreelekha premjit<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wicked-smile-2/
