Wide-eyed, my irises expand
glazed over from daydreams
and over thinking.
Blue icicle eyes, which some
have praised and others have
scorned, ripple with longing
Mirroring the desperation
within myself.
If you gaze into this turquoise
hue what do you think you’ll
find?
Only careless windows,
no longer radiating heat
but beaming cool vacant
gateways.
No perfect symmetry can be
found within;
You’ll spy only tidal waves
splintering some distant shore,
untouched by man’s fingertips.
To lose your reflection to my
stare is to lose yourself
completely——
I am a greedy woman,
whose orbs will melt your
resolve and break the fabric
of your heart
For I’ve never gone hungry
or met a meal I didn’t like,
just you wait and see.