When Walking Out Upon Your Words

Poem By Sarah Eve

When walking out upon your words
I thought I’d rather swim
So, as if upon a whim
I grew a set of fins

Your hair is like my cloudy eyes
All messied from lust and filled with whispers
These words they rob me
Of the unnamed pleasures I feel within my heels

I would up the ante
Make webs of cob into a silken finery
The reflection of night’s undone buttons
I’m ridding myself finally
From the placenta of my silence

Preserved ideals float upon screens of childhood
My eyes are curved paths
My heart a busy city street
With speeding cars and knocking passers-by

My time is short
the silver I’ve seen of you
that sneaky smile
those whisps of fingertips against my thigh
the secrets and the dares we cross between our eyes.

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