Silent Eyes Poem by Mari Martin

In the darkness I see your eyes
questioning what they see.
Do they say in silence
what you cannot say to me?

The words will not be spoken now
but, do you need to hear them?
Would they stop the trembling
or would you only fear them?

Some days those eyes see through my soul
my body aches with need
to know the simple feel of you
and let desire be freed.

A touch begins an endless night
of dreams in passions thrall
quenching the hunger inside of me
that should not exist at all.

In secret memories of passions dreams
I touch your shoulders bare
following curves in gentle strokes
the fire within me flares.

My fingers feel you tremble
as my hands glide down your spine
I lay my cheek against your chest
your heart beats wildly in time with mine.

With quickening breath I close my eyes
my kiss finds dampened skin
the urgent carresses of your hands
ignite the fires within.

Our lips meet for the first time
with all the questions gone
our wanting of each other now
has left no boundaries drawn.

My eyes reveal the need of your
your hands give their reply
slowly moving down my side
to rest upon my thigh.

Your mouth moves slowly down my neck
sending fire through my veins
consuming me completely
so no doubt of you remains.

I reach to touch the curving muscle
where beads of moisture stand
your eyes meet mine in silent words
you gently kiss my hand.

The feel of your kiss so softly placed
inside my trembling palm
slows the world around me
to a misty fulfilled calm.

The morning sun shines through the glass
how swiftly passed the time.
I watch it sparkle
on the moistened body next to mine.

We need no words to tell us
what our bodies seem to know
they taste each others hunger
as the passion starts to flow.

How long will it haunt me
hidden in disguise
the dream of passion that I find
in your silent eyes.