The glint in your eyes
is enough to undo me
for many lifetimes.
And we are alone, that is certain.
But when you look up at me this way,
with your lips slightly parted,
through eyelashes - on eyelids thick with the grapes
that you peeled for me earlier today,
I don't feel the emptiness in my stomach any more.
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