Look at me..........

Look at me, no...... closer, so that i can peep into your thoughts

your eyes a gateway to those thoughts

But first you need to look at me

face to face

eye to eye



speak to me with sealed lips

and attentive eyes

hug me with its warmth

warmth from your 'captivating eyes'


your eyes
speaking a language well-known

readable eyes??.......saying "you're not alone"

droopy eyes, like those of Sylvester Stallone


Bold eyes??... yielding to the beauty before them

like a sharp spear thrusting through barriers

barriers of indecisiveness
barriers of womanhood
barriers of hidden affection

Holding firm; protruding, piercing through

every moment......devouring every action contemplated

Causing 'one' to deviate from consequences destined to be

no time is wasted as it crashes against a wall

once steel, now plain old sponge



Eyes exploring a world of 'lust' and tragedy
the kind that narrates my life history
like a book; with excellent calligraphy

Like a whip lash, grabbing soul and
weakening knees
an author to a new version of the "birds and the bees"

Questioning soul, in turn, showers favour
questioning soul bolting shoulder-strong
armed, too, with a spear deemed similar

"Who's to win?" is a question unanswered
for time......and only time
will either dissolve or resolve'
its outcome .........if at all

IF AT ALL...