eye sestina.<3

xx.

There’s something
In your eyes.
Could I place
My finger
On the right words?
Let them dance

Off my tongue? Dance
Straight from my heart. Something 
Mysterious- where are my words?
Let me gaze in your eyes,
Trace with my finger
The exact place

Where words elude me. This place
Has a light that dances-
My finger
Could point this out. It’s that something
In your eyes
That inspires my words.

I seem to have lost some words
In attempts to place
Definition on your eyes.
I watch them dance
With that evasive something
And conduct with my finger

The phantom tune to its movements. My finger
Silently brings the missing words
To mind- that illusory something

Defined at last. I place
My pen to paper and write, “The dance

Of light is blissful”, and now your eyes

Are filled with bliss. Your eyes

Cease to guide my finger
And dance

On their own. No need for words
To place
That something.

 

Your eyes hold captive the beautiful words
That keep my finger in place,
And in-tune enough to dance with the no-longer-missed something.