POEM 99: OCEAN IN MY EYES


There's an ocean in my eyes
there's a dame on a boat sailing solely by
stealing glances at my eyes.
'One glance' she pleaded
and the ocean obligated.
Just one glance at my eye sea
into my ocean she did sink
and her paddle paddled away
from the clasp of her trembling arms.
With liquid arms 
I drew her in
her defenses floating in the wind.
Her feeble limbs had not learn to swim,
so down she drown;
not by default.
In my eyes is an ocean deep
each surface stare bred desires for more to see.
Her eyes deep looking, emotions awakening
from a slumber deep and long.

The wet embrace of my gaze
stole her blinks; no twinkling for her eye,
No stop to hush her gaze,
so down she drown;
not by default.
In my eyes is an ocean deep
each surface stare bred desires for more to see.
Her eyes deep looking, emotions awakening
from a slumber deep and long.

And when my arms washed her onshore
with a withdrawal of my gaze
each stare were crested in her thoughts.
In the ocean of my naked eyes
were paintings that sunk to her eyes;
Sweet and sour tales
Lofty and shattered dreams
Freshly painted hung floated by
got stuck on her mind,
because my ocean can't hold for long.
And so, shifting focus on empty space,
I let go, though with mutual pain.

Though she's washed onshore
She wishes for another second 
the contours of pain,
of words I never shall say,
of 'yeahs' turn 'nays',
and yearning only imaginations could tell
were hers to own.
She wishes for a second
she's a seafarer and the ocean's hers
so with her rowboat she could conquer my eyes
and the heart that speak with stares.
She wishes for a second
she could drown yet again
deep
even deeper to the ocean bed
and therein spread her mat and lay her head.
For those eyes without coats,
Nude and ravished,
painted an altar of oaths, 
and absence of clothes
on the canvas of her mind,
playing back in monochrome
memories she wished could be hers to own.
But she's just a stranger 
drowning and gasping in another dame's ocean.
Though she may not rent a space in his eye land
she'll have a fair story to tell
or maybe try drown again.


 - Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu
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