The Look

Something written in 2005 about no one in particular

That languid faraway look she wore

Like comfortable satin slippers

I missed it most when she was gone

 

It would inhabit her face during lovemaking

When she wasn’t staring deeply into my eyes

As copious tears issued forth

 

Her body a warm pungent harbor

With secretive docks and slips where I would spend the night

Delighting in her flora and fauna

 

The look was everything

Simultaneous distance and closeness

Involved but aloof

Inviting but fearful

The desire to engulf totally

Reviews

[Marie Harrison]

Your poem is very sensual. I loved the use of metaphors in the poem. The third stanza is lovely. Well written poem.