Eila Mahima Jaipaul Poems

In your eyes I see my prison
visions of sweet sweat,
trailing the curve above your waist
visions of lust
...

with reluctance and great sorrow
I returned from your fabled lands
where I myself led the expedition
into a wilderness
...

the mirrors reflection stares back at me
with long dark curls
a smile-less face
and searching dark eyes
...

is it action not just emotion
do I love you
because I feel it or
I took time to show it
...

Comprehension is beyond me, yet acceptance is knowing.
I understand neither.
Blinded I am tormented by time.
Excruciating as it seems I am indelibly marked upon my being... again.
...

I lay there
cold and alone
with only the hum of the fluorescent lights
... and thoughts of you
...

coming to you
the candlelight covers my body
showing every curve
of breast
...

tender skin
soft under your fingertips
the dark eyes that watch your touch
closing only when overtaken by pleasure
...

you're afraid
because every day
I wake a new color
and every night gallops on stars
...

I want you to teach me
the language of love
with your hands...
touch by precious touch.
...