Doe

Wide eyed gaze 

And lusty lashes 

"You and those doe eyes" 

He'd say 

Before he hunted 

And feasted 

In my eyes, what did he see? 

Shades of browns and yellows? 

Hues of blues and greens? 

The girl of all his dreams? 

Someone he could love? 

An angel from above? 

Or did he only see himself? 

A hunter on attack 

Hoping to fulfill some predatory promise 

Sensing a weakness 

Smirking at the breathless catch beneath 

But that's him 

Not me 

His own desire pooling out 

Into my eyes 

And reflecting back 

I am not vicious or reckless 

I am so anxious and helpless 

A doe 

A prey 

But he didn't see it that way 

None of them do 

They see game 

A challenge 

A trophy they can claim 

Where there is hope in my eyes 

They see a prize 

And the color of my eyes

Signals go 

Even if my words don't 

They say they can read my eyes 

They know what I want 

If the eyes are the windows to the soul 

How do they see anything in mine? 

They appear so vacant now

Author's Note

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