The Man with Eyes like Midnight

It's been some time since I've written a poem about this one, enjoy.

Your hands explore this body

With confidence

I have never so much as seen

                                In another lover

 

And regardless of how the heart

                Weighs against the mind

You don’t seem to be thinking

                                With either

 

I know you think

                But you’re too keen on keeping your thoughts

                                To yourself

And I know you feel

                But I’ve never once caught an inkling of

                                Your emotions

 

And still I can see the softness in your

Pitch black eyes

                The kind of softness

Only carried by the

                                Previously broken

 

The night time knows kindness

                Like that

And your midnight eyes

Only know that gaze

 

You unintentionally reminded me

                That there is love here

But I know it will always remain

Unspoken

 

However it still hangs in the air

Hot with breath mingled together

Static with eyelashes tickling cheeks

And warm with gentle caresses

                Of my boy enveloped in yours

 

And you know

                I very easily

Could

                Have

                                Given

                You everything

 

I know now we will always remain separate

But our paths will cross

                                As we were fated to meet

But always

                s…T….r……A………y

 

Midnight isn’t a tangible

                                Graspable

           Thing

But I like the idea

Of how it washes over cities and

People

Changing princesses

                                Back into

           Chamber maids

 

And proves over again

                That you and I

                We live in different worlds

 

Yours is a quiet

                Pitch black world

                                With demons lurking in your

                Night time

 

Mine is a fast paced

Light blinded world

                Too drowned in noise

To even think about demons

 

An even so I

Will always love you

See for me

                You’re my childhood

                                First love

 

But for you

I’m just an old play thing

And when we were kids

 

There were countless like me

                But only one

Like

You

Author's Note

everything is intentional.