Stealing glances

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.

Reviews

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

When there is that one who makes our heart beat that little bit faster, we look at them as we can't believe they are there and the passion builds for us.
But when they are gone, it feels as if a piece is missing. The final stanza gives the feel of that sadness. Good poem my friend.

[Ravyne Hawke]

I love this piece.. your passionate language, use of imagery and the torment.. oh the torment that comes through.. the longing, the needing, the wanting.. you captured it all so beautifully. Thanks for sharing this piece!

[laughinglullaby]

another great one keep up the good work.

[Derek S.Keck]

The last two line stanza makes for such an awesome device in bringing your poem home, to point. Its that poet's curse, always longing for something external, yet always trapped in our minds, longing. I'm running out of adjectives to express towards your writing!

[Lily Mae]

Your mastery of words with love and desire just drip with an unyielding passion. Again you have written something that jumps out and captures my attention. Your description of the want and need for this person in the stolen glances is portrayed with such beauty.. My favorite line is "so I take a deep breath just like I did that night to catch it". I just love it!!! xx

[Coyote Poetry]

I like this poem. The eyes can make a man have desire or run away. I like the emotion and desire in this poem.
"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."
When a man is blessed by the desire of a woman. Good to keep a distance. Emotion could set a fire that could not be put out. A excellent poem. I like the complete poem.
Coyote

[♥Chloe-The-Zombi..]

this is great. keep writing :)

[Kiri Nells]

What amazing descriptions! Such feeling and emotion, backed with unforgettable phrases that are sure to push readers over the egde! (I wanted to try sounding like a reviewer...) Great write!