Staring Sideways
Staring out at the world i see
my eyes reflected in those eyes
in those eyes where colors combine
in those eyes where I see you reflected in me.
Reflections are glimmering on the surface
of this ship, friendship, relationship
tugging at memories long forgotten
things i shouldn’t have said
I have said all that I should have forgotten
things i have forgotten never really gone.
Gone are the days when we would
flirt endlessly, endlessly swirling
whisking our words in fireflies and hummingbirds.
I long to release those caged wings
let them fly, let them fly, high away, fly away
away into the land of those lost, forgotten days.
Picking strings with you I weave
a love story, a lust story, a flirt story, a ship story
out to sea floating through physicalities
thrown like watches in the afternoon
afternoons are all we have, I have
I have only this string, this weave,
the only memory I’ve made
these memories I’ve made are impossible
for you and I, eye to eye, lip to lip, to save.
Dropping down beneath the surface
I struggle to free my mind, my body, my me
from the clutches that are pulling me
dragging me, stroking me under
under the ocean’s rolling waves
rolling sighs, rolling touch
as I lean into the body dropping down
dropping down beneath this surface
surface tensions breaking out at the reflection
of those eyes reflected in mine
and feel a hunger rising
rising above all I need to do
this is all I need to do
and yet the doing is not the wanting
and the wanting is all that seems important
on this ship, our ship, relationship, friendship
rolling, words rolling like touches
touches rolling like waves
carrying us out into a world
we can only really see
when reflected in the eyes of a body
body dropping into my ship, my sea.
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