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YOUR EYES IN FIRE

Nobody knows the institution
Of your eyes
Like I do; so intimately --
The hard upward curve
Of your mouth
As you drift halfway
Between sleep and wakefulness.
Your closed eyes
Do not hide the
Murmur of deep August
That only we two
Know. I see
Your eyes in
Fire; it softens when
You sleep, slowing your
Light pulse against
My shoulder.
Nobody knows the
Scars that marble
Your palms, that gut
The soft bend of the
Small of your back, that whisper,
In your quickened breath,
Of summer's slow inferno --
Not as I do.
I know it best when,
Eyes closed,
I remember your
Lazy quiet confidences --
They showed on
The steep quirk of
Your upturned lips;
It shows your eyes
In fire.
I remember, best of anyone,
The sound of hissing steam
Rising into the atmosphere --
You smiled with your rough
Lips against my jaw,
And trembled against
The length of my body;
I closed my eyes.
But it is only now that I
Can revisit the
Feel of your stuttering lips
On my throat;
My skin cool concrete
Against the wall
And yours fever-flushed
Against mine,
Too-bright;
It hisses between us.
You push your eyes into
Mine; your heartbeat
Is in my ears with
My own; and I know
Nothing so sweet
(So bittersweet)
As those stammered
Sweet nothings.
Those words I know
Best when, eyes closed,
I see the truth slowly;
When I remember you
As you once were:
With steam clinging to the windows.
It lives with
Your eyes in fire.