Sunday 18 September 2016

Eyes

My brother once told me that one sees into one's soul when they look into their eyes
I had an encounter today
Several times at best, I looked into his eyes as ideas flew around and I remembered how I was a sapio-sexual


I got a chance to pierce off the walls he built around his aura and see the naked truth all by myself
I saw the crisp realness that lay in his eyes
I saw the beauty that is to unfold beneath all the walls he has built around him
I found his haven and before I could connect, he looked away


Before I could pierce in deeper, he dropped his gaze and looked at another
Only for a bit until he fixed his gaze upon me and I felt a surge of safety run through my teeth as my jaw dropped
His hugs are not the best but we can work on that
Its his eyes and the purity with which they live that struck me open


It was in the bosom of deep conversations that my heart reawakened to love's call
Its in his eyes
Cher would testify, ask her