Ode to Male GazeA Poem by E.PotterI feel like a lot of men still have trouble understanding why so many women are intrinsically afraid of them, so this is my version of why.
I see you notice me,
Watch your gaze stop, your eyes sweep my body, Devouring. You’re trying to figure out how to get close, And I want to scream if you touch me I’ll implode and pull you shrieking with me, Because your eyes are hungry like his, And your hands look rough Like his, And I would rather shrink into myself let my feet swallow my head, self destruct with the awesome power of a dying star winking out of existence, Than lose my power to him again. I’m sorry, I know you’re not him, And you don’t even look alike until I see how your gaze skips my eyes, moving instead down my body and your mouth, Which is different but somehow the same, And looks able to switch from sweet nothings to stupid c**t at the drop of a hat When you lick your lips like that. And if you try to speak to me I know your words will be honey until I refuse. Then you’ll yell (you always yell) And I’ve had enough shouting for a lifetime. So please, don’t look don’t talk don’t touch. Understand, I’m just trying not to Burn out. © 2015 E.PotterFeatured Review
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