That Gaze of Yours
And a wish of mine
I sense magic in your gaze,
Specks of starlight, vibrant and
Impulsive, like sprites eager
For mischief, mirth and mayhem.
What, I wonder, might I do
To trigger that faerie flood,
Release the full potential
Of the power in your charms?
I know the risks, but never
Fear the razor’s riving edge,
Who knows when circumstance may
Raise her hidden hems again
And allow me to sample
Such sublime entertainment?
‘Come,’ I beg, ‘bewitch my soul,
I would not waste a moment.’
‘I accept,’ you say, and smile.
No sooner said, your spell is
Cast, life’s anchors fall away.
‘Tell me your most secret wish,’
You whisper like some lover.
‘I wish to fly,’ I reply,
‘And pluck a star from heaven.’
We soar, unfettered, on the
Breeze and earth recedes below.
Up and up, we climb the sky,
We could be gods, you and I.
The first wisps of cloud tickle
Like the waves between my toes,
Then gossamer enshrouds us,
With a seeping chill that flogs
My flesh and bleeds all bliss.
Glancing down, I see no hint
Of anything I knew. As my
Fear grows, you point and say,
‘Your star is soon within reach.’
They seem no closer to me
Now than ever have they been.
‘Enough,’ I cry, in silence,
For my voice fled with the light,
So as the cold dark wraps me
Tight and my heartbeat flutters,
That magic gaze plucks my soul
And giggles, ‘Was it worth it?’
✍ — Published by Lisa Precious / Smiley Blue at Dancing Elephant Press. Click here for submission guidelines.
