or how soft locks spill along your face,
however your fragrance moves through
the room to shift gravity in a new direction,
your eyes are more suggestive
than any other part of you.
You know that a gaze can say so much,
can align secret wants more than
the vocalized desires we may attempt,
the most subtle and nearly imperceptible
slant of light illuminating a pupil’s angle
can completely change the map you’ve drawn
And take my hand in yours,
pull us away from the lights and smoke,
into a room where the only remnant left
of the place before is an echo,
music throbbing against the wall
you’ve pinned me to without warning.
Even when we’re here in the dark,
a glint still shows from you,
some glow from the hall that touched
as you blinked and found me,
all I see is fire and hunger
when you writhe against me,
a blur of fingers peeling off clothes,
taking my hand and clasping it
tightly between your legs.
Whatever you and I were before
or will be long after this won’t matter,
however we’ll haunt the other
in the months to come is agreed upon,
your eyes are the singularity,
kindled with unstoppable purpose.
You know that a gaze can exchange so much,
can ease this velocity as I slip inside you
so you can savor contouring around me,
can say my name in a nearly imperceptible moan,
it’s the sound of where I’ve always belonged,
the ache that your eyes never hesitate to illuminate.
Even the smallest shift in our bodies
make you clamp around me,
shows the charged stare
from who will not let me go,
I only see sparks in the shadows,
the current between and beneath your skin
consuming the most vulnerable root.
Whatever will soon bloom and erupt,
whether you curl away from me after
or trace new maps with a calm
fingertip upon my chest,
however you reach for me
in the suggestive fragile quiet
that follows such an intense release,
it all begins with the mystery emanating
across the room in your eyes.
