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how …
how many odes have been composed
for the sake of the human eye?
since humans first etched papyrus
or chiseled stone
or painted cavern facades by firelight
the magnificence of the visual organ
has been given its due reward
for what is more compelling -
more breathtaking
more expressive and emotional
more deep or beguiling
or more enigmatic
than what we breach to the morn each day?
windows, they ARE
and not always brightly lit
yet …
there is a mystery, still -
for me, there is a question of the ages
that affects me from the wells of
your darkly pellucid peepers
something I have never beheld
or imagined
or even dreamed ‘til now …
slivered and seeded like some grand
almond ocean, ne’er crossed
your epicanthic folds speak to me
of a pupiled perplexity that
plunges far beyond the range of the
normal ocular abyss …
they stir in me a thirst for answers
and a hunger for the luscious fruits
that give them voice -
bows of exquisite shape and tender texture
that top off your provocative package
quite perfectly
your blinks -
those coy closings, purposely slowed -
are your way of reminding me of
the bounty that awaits below
divinely deferring to what
you feel needs more immediate attention
but oh -
when our mouths DO meet
do not hide your eyes from me
for that myopic mystery
begs more accurate investigation -
I want to see that you can see what
I can see within your gaze …
I want all your apertures open
and all your fantasies …
afire.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, February 12, 2024
Copyright ©
Gregory Richard Barden
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