In My Mind's Eye

You are
Perfection
Personified.

Tall, lithe
Strong and sure,
You move
Beautifully:
Muscles flexing,
Long fingers reaching,
Each part coming together
In glorious harmony.

Your eyes burn
With something
Undefined. Lust.
Anger. Defiance.
A mix I cannot
Fully grasp.

You are sublime:
Intense, resplendent;
Your passion
Almost cruel
In its magnificence.

I close my eyes
And feel your stare.
Intense, compelling –
Fathoming secrets
Fears and yearnings
My soul dare not reveal.

I see you move,
Your hands
Reach out.

Then I imagine
That you have
Come for me.
As Eros
Came for Psyche.

And as reality
Intrudes,
I smile
To myself.
Wistfully.
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(Photo courtesy of Emmanuel Delcour. Merci.)