Stealing glancesA Poem by fatalsymphonies
I steal glances when you're not looking
at your belt and at your frame, and it all shoots back across my mind like an upbeat pulsing memory for that's exactly what it is to me, and you'll look my way, and my heart breaks into millions of pieces, jumping like angels without wings, who needs wings when I have you, precious? I sink into the melty quicksand, like buttery fairy tales warming at my eyelids, I fall back into the mattress, tingly feathers at my skin, and warm sheets of wavy fulfilled desire at my fingertips. Perfectly structured lips contort into mine, and our bodies meld together shapelessly, with nothing but our breathing to fill the silence, a soundtrack I'll never hear again. I steal glances at your face when you're not looking, at your smiles and at your contentment, or your sadness or at your anger, it's you. You glance over at me like nothing better arrives at my eyes, so I take a deep breath just like I did that night to catch it, a butterfly flying back and forth and weaving its wings under my skin, as I mentally dissolve the image of your shirt, warming the carpet with the body heat that abandoned it... I steal glances because I have to, because I went to sleep alone that night.
© 2011 fatalsymphonies
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Added on March 13, 2011Last Updated on March 13, 2011 AuthorfatalsymphoniesNCAboutI'm just your average Fatal Symphony... Sometimes I write stories, other times poetry. Ache with me? more..Writing
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