Affair by Sight
Holding hands with a man that loves me
I see you staring across the room
I watch you move to light your cigarette
Bare chested and pale skinned
Slight of build . . . Yet so powerful . . . Strong
I breathe you in, still holding His hand
Loving Him . . . Loathing Him
Sinking away from both so guilty
He looks away and I touch you
Only with my eyes and with my mind
I don't want to frighten you
So fragile, yet somehow undefeatable
My Affair
Having you near, even if only to see you
Breathing you in, but hearing His voice calling me
Watching the light shine on your face, and from your eyes
I touch you gently, playfully
As friends will
Close to you though many barriers between
In your eyes, you tell me you know
Can see through me and my alleged indifference
Into my gaze that lasts just a moment too long
Your eyes and erotic darkened smile
I've told you how I feel
Your hands and pouting lips
Terrified that you may mock me
Quietly loathing me
So I just watch and wait
And confuse myself.
-Midnighte
