Your Eyes

You are flirting with me.  Eyes open; eyes closed. Eyes open, eyes closed. There is nothing so agonizingly tempting as the tease of giving and taking away. And now I want you again.

erotica poetica


Your eyes open to me again like ancient doors

and I yearn to enter the dark obsidian cavern of your heart.

Light a fire there and cook in my earthenware pots,

feed you my unbridled love,

this hot and tender melancholy that you breathe into me.

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