Locked Eyes.
by Rewired
5/21/04
Heated sweat
between tangled skin
something beautifully
unprecendented is happening
in the corner of a bed
in a once-lonely room:
you're feeling her
and she's feeling you.
Her eyes are shifting,
and he cries for them to
stand stll, hold firm,
look deep in and
penetrate.
She wants him naked,
she strips him down,
and she sheds down to
skin as well.
But he wants to see
below the skin, too,
a deeper nakedness,
his pupils screaming.
"Look down dead
into me," he says,
"be more naked than
you've ever been.
I'm so scared with my cloths off
and you're so open here
but all of us, we're
hiding something, dear."
Jumping from one eye
to the other,
rapidly and interchangably
as he stares, fixed, like
a deer in headlights, and then
he chases her pupils
back and fourth
locking with her gaze at every turn
and she smiles but she looks so scared,
so confused and estranged, and he says:
"Do you find this frightening?
If you locked your eyes with me,
what would we see?
What could we be?"
by Rewired
5/21/04
Heated sweat
between tangled skin
something beautifully
unprecendented is happening
in the corner of a bed
in a once-lonely room:
you're feeling her
and she's feeling you.
Her eyes are shifting,
and he cries for them to
stand stll, hold firm,
look deep in and
penetrate.
She wants him naked,
she strips him down,
and she sheds down to
skin as well.
But he wants to see
below the skin, too,
a deeper nakedness,
his pupils screaming.
"Look down dead
into me," he says,
"be more naked than
you've ever been.
I'm so scared with my cloths off
and you're so open here
but all of us, we're
hiding something, dear."
Jumping from one eye
to the other,
rapidly and interchangably
as he stares, fixed, like
a deer in headlights, and then
he chases her pupils
back and fourth
locking with her gaze at every turn
and she smiles but she looks so scared,
so confused and estranged, and he says:
"Do you find this frightening?
If you locked your eyes with me,
what would we see?
What could we be?"
