Your eyes

I see your eyes
And know my falling
I know I descend here
Into the madness of love
Though I know this story,
Have lived and died this story
All is the desolation of love.
I feel your movement through air
I feel space displaced by the movement
Of your hands. I do not know you
But have known you
This is my madness
Are you Apollo or Dionysus
Are you thought or touch
Are you the one I called
I looked into your eyes today
And saw a god
I pray you are a god of touch
I pray you will be tender,
Yet press me deep
For I hope you are a wild god
Not a god of careful calculation
I'm tired of numbers
And reasons to be bound
Release me now
Take me as you laughed
To southern lands
Did you know what image
You invoked
You commanded
A prisoner,
Let duty die
Be unbound
Love me
And embrace
Another world

©J.L.Stanley