tagErotic PoetryThe Dance

The Dance


Your eyes are inside me.
They won´t stop looking
at me. I try to touch
them with my fingers
through my skin,
but something is always
in the way: my breasts,
my heart, my stomach.
I feel them there,
peering at me, knowing
the geography of my veins.

It was all because we
danced together.
We moved together and
your eyes entered me
through mine.
I still have them,
marbles moving against
my bones, between my muscles.

Sometimes I feel them
in my throat, until I cannot
breathe. I keep choking
on the things they see.

I want you to come
and get them out of me.
I begged you. I opened
my lips to let them
slip back into
your face. But nothing.
Not until you peel back
my body, part away
my desire.

I need you dancing
with me again.
Come take what belongs
to you. Find your eyes,
there, on my tongue
near my teeth.
White teeth, dark
eyes, red tongue.
Just take them all.

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