Connivance

See how she looks and let your voice deny
All banal words with which she might concur;
For these are phrases, easy to supply
And have no moment; it will not occur
To her to note them down to paraphrase
Each clever nuance, (which they simply lack);
And she'll forget each utterance; your gaze
Will fade; so she will easily lose track
And may seek elsewhere for the certainty,
Which is invisible, save to the one
Who authors all her constrained ecstasy;
Her cool glance is enhanced; indeed, for some
It's mirrored in her thoughts, when they can hook
Attention which connives to match her look.