in translation

Your look is
so eloquent 
that I have
to narrate 

all the notes
glimmering in
glint and shimmer
from your gaze, tuned
by corner twist of the mouth,
narrowed or widened eyes, 
raised brow, and turn 
of head

- I put

your look 
into words
for you.

Well, for both of us.

In continuous narrative flow,
as you keep that look coming.
As you, with an index finger
straight-up, indicate one point
- or you curl it down,
take one point off,
you keep score
while I narrate.
Putting your look
into words galore  

Most of them true, 
some false, some off, 
you course-correct me 
to sure. It's a little 

improv routine 
we do. It happened 
more or less on
purpose 

pure