A Gaze Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

A gaze
At your eyes
Wonderfully churning cataracts;
Like two impervious cities
Reaching out with bridges
Of efflux.

A simple tear
Of clarion gale:
Those two immense seas
Of auburn waters salute
Me like burning embers.
Even in your sleep
I look at them as your
Stations are ajar;

A silent hint of splendor
Like golden doors
The beacons heralding
The latency
Of the tempest.

Your two eyes
Like chambers and
Sordid stations
I gaze at them and pray
For incarceration.