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.