"gazeless" poems
Easy, my love,
I prefer easy love.
I'll find it in a place where the women swoon
over my desire-frosted blue eyes and granite jaw. It's not you,
it's a need that I must fulfill and it piles higher and higher within
my body, my soul, needing to express itself in soft moans which rise
louder and louder at runner's pace, those looks of longing and lust that begin
over whiskey in a smoke-filled bar, that end amid our scattered bedsheets as her and I
pass a bottle of red back and forth, listening to our soft-spent breathing, our gazeless stares at the walls
of the empty, windowless room, knowing never to see one another ever again, never again on a night like this.
Sadly, it's all I want now,
but above all, I want for nothing.
Gone away, my easy love.
Aug 24, 2012
Aug 24, 2012 at 11:23 PM UTC
The lovers in their windows
drew my bitter eyes;
Heavens aligned that I would find a heart on to rely.
The eyes that caught me glancing
were faded as my boots.
The words inane, we shared our pain in darkened disrepute.
Her breath assuaged discomfort
and hazed my gazeless stare.
Reserves dismissed for hollow bliss, I came to be ensnared.
She stole from me my envy
and catered to my pride.
At my whim she’d quell my dreams and hold herself astride.
Today is not remembered
by distant sons, estranged.
The grand divide one must decide is cold comfort or change.
The grains upon my table
could satisfy no more.
Again enticed, against advice, I shattered our rapport.
I sent my love a dying spring
so she’d remember me.
But when the tears fell from her face, they washed into the sea.
The stars that rose above me
emerged from out the foam.
And by their light, I stood, contrite, and spent the night alone.
Removed beside the brookbank,
in hopeless disarray,
The rock and roll will steal her soul and watch her float away.
Nov 17, 2011
Nov 17, 2011 at 10:11 AM UTC
Gazeless eyes catch wind
On the minds of trees
While the frightful thought
Of reality gently subsides
Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 12:35 AM UTC
Today, for the first time in my life,
Got bored observing people.
My look at those gazeless eyes
Other times plainly happy for the shining lights.
My definition of 'shining' is not equal to their's,
Of 'success' neither.
Finally alone I felt lonely for the first time in a while,
Guess all friends are away,
Except for a few inanimated ones.
Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 12:18 PM UTC
our minds used to dance,
upon each other fingers, our thoughts entranced.
a gaze so transfixed rock stood no feat
with your steady watch my cheeks filled a warm heat
with your absence i am rendered gazeless
my fingers now seemingly useless
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 6:50 PM UTC