Staring Sideways

Staring out at the world i see my eyes reflected in those eyes in those eyes where colors combine in those eyes where I see you reflected in me. Reflections are glimmering on the surface of this ship, friendship, relationship tugging at memories long forgotten things i shouldn’t have said I have said all that I should have forgotten things i have forgotten never really gone. Gone are the days when we would flirt endlessly, endlessly swirling whisking our words in fireflies and hummingbirds. I long to release those caged wings let them fly, let them fly, high away, fly away away into the land of those lost, forgotten days. Picking strings with you I weave a love story, a lust story, a flirt story, a ship story out to sea floating through physicalities thrown like watches in the afternoon afternoons are all we have, I have I have only this string, this weave, the only memory I’ve made these memories I’ve made are impossible for you and I, eye to eye, lip to lip, to save. Dropping down beneath the surface I struggle to free my mind, my body, my me from the clutches that are pulling me dragging me, stroking me under under the ocean’s rolling waves rolling sighs, rolling touch as I lean into the body dropping down dropping down beneath this surface surface tensions breaking out at the reflection of those eyes reflected in mine and feel a hunger rising rising above all I need to do this is all I need to do and yet the doing is not the wanting and the wanting is all that seems important on this ship, our ship, relationship, friendship rolling, words rolling like touches touches rolling like waves carrying us out into a world we can only really see when reflected in the eyes of a body body dropping into my ship, my sea.