Your Eyes


Your Eyes: An Etheree
come hither
mesmerizing daze
smothering always.
Heat transferred whilst I stare.
Feel the intensity build – breathe!
Hot! Who turned the oven on – whew.
Stop doing that thing you do, damn it.
I wonder if you felt the electric tug.

Post 13: National Poetry Month

Poetry Form: Etheree


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