Have you felt my eyes?
Probing the curves
of your sensual body
Admiring your perfection
and the jet blackness
of your hair?
have you felt them caress you
enveloping you
in a cadence of warmth
that rocks you
in undulating rythm
Do you feel them singe you
as they part your hair
to plant tender kisses
on your forehead
Have you seen the pair
that enjoy you
from your head to you toe
whilst the rest of me
writhes in jealous agony
What of my hands?
that long for your touch
the fingers that want to dance
on the softess of your skin
and disappear inside
torrents of your hair
tangled in the locks
never wanting to return.
what of my arms
that want to pull you closer
lasso you from across the room
as you sit unaware of this intruder.
Pull you close and have you
nestled in my embrace
still ensconced on your chair
like a queen
what of my lips
that long to meet yours
and probe in between
down uncharted depths
and the warmth of your mouth
as we both share our breath
without any care
you don't see me there
i am always here
if you close your eyes
and care to look
from deep inside you
just reach inside me
past the jagged shards
of my wearied heart
and have a look
theres no disguise
It is my eyes.