i often wonder

 

i often wonder
what you see
through my eyes
looking into your own

i wonder
if my spirit
speaks
through my eyes
mouth
lips
hands
voice

my whines and cries

the way my hips
dance
from side to side

and how my palms
rest
ever so gently
upon my
skin

for you

i wonder
how it makes you feel
viewing me
in all of my
divine purity

i wonder
if it is the same feeling
when cool sweet breeze
brushes against your face
on a day, sweltering

or when rain
falls
tip tapping
gently
upon your tired brow

drop by sacred drop

or if it is like jumping
head first
into a waterfall
exciting and scary
simultaneous
cleansing your soul
making you feel

so utterly alive

or it may be
like witnessing a dream
while awake
unbridled and aware
fully conscious
of your surroundings

my only hope
is that what you witness
touches your body
as well as your mind

and that what you see
through my eyes
looking into your own
touches
your heart



© Susan Marie