study toward sonnet #106 by FisherKingKQJ
His intent look probed my gang and tarried
As I giggled at a florid fellow's quip,
As into parley my low voice carried
I saw his eyelids bat twice, his gaze dip.
I felt intuition immersion pip,
I knew he'd been watching me. I essayed
A slightly lifted eyebrow as a tip
To stir enquiry mute, to succour aid.
Can silent talk by two people be made?
Might he feel my desire, as intense
As his gaze near tangible? He sashayed
Across to me sparking thence into hence.
I tuned out the toast and wineglass clink
He, a gentleman, gave my friend a wink.
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I tuned out the toast and wineglass clink.
I tuned out the toast and wineglass ping.
I tuned out the toast and wineglass tap.