My eyes have been burning
I dream they are bleeding
allergic reaction
to book I am reading
I’ve read it before
but it’s still just as haunting:
an honest admission
of hardship and wanting
excerpts of life
which echo my own
reflected in eyes
of men that I’ve known
moment and whisper
the sound of my breathing
the fall of a zipper
where wanting is needing
the touch of a stranger
or the thrill of a glance
safety and danger
of an old circumstance
that creams little death
under weight of his stare
wet dreams made flesh
as our souls are laid bare
in each conversation
and every discourse
each revelation
is beyond intercourse
as we come together
in solace (like marriage)
his is a volume
I always will cherish.
Written by Jason Wright
August 23, 2017