Left Hand Covering My Left Eye
Is how I have to look at your photos
slowly separating my fingers into a “V”
so I can take a peek from in between
cause looking directly at you
sends my heart into rapid beating
to a sensual rhythm I would much rather drink of
from the palm of your hands
I conscientiously always stop my breath
as if taking in air will ruin this moment for me somehow
but really it’s just those eyes
that dig themselves deep down inside of me
leaving me breathless
as I admire a work of art
chiseled perfectly
from head to toe
know one knows
my woes
like you
know one flies
thru time
as you do
spinning records
and spitting out lyrics
and rhymes
turning sound into fire
a symphony
inside my mind
you lie
and in your eyes
i see mine
causing my left hand
to cover my left eye
why?
have you
got me
so hypnotized
on that top shelf drink
called you
I bid you
adieu
my muse
parting is such sweet sorrow
