The first sonnet for April

Inspired by the right kind of look.

 

viewpoint

 

Your lips speak words and volumes, yet you do

not make a sound;  your eyes inquire to know

my deep appreciation;  you pursue

a singular expression with a show

of dedication and a special sight

of invocation, taking me to pla-

ces that I could not take myself -- a rite

of rights that I possess, yet do not say
that I should exercise, except you ask

and I enthusedly agree, and then provide

the symbol of my want which now is bask-
ing in your skillful pleasure as I glide
and smile and marvel, bursting with a true

impulsion that reveals my trust in you.