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Her eyes blatantly steal me
hazel robbers that come clothed
with nothing but dress and smile
as she ropes each gaze
with simple smiles
that belie the depth and reasoning
of these unfamiliar passages
that i transgress blindly
for desire to behold
more than just the pleasantries
and telling silences

She sits and sips her coffee
taking me with each touch
of lips to glass
and like the brew
she expends my will
at her own pace of desire
taking time between each moment
to sit and take my breath away
quite elegantly so

"Show me all of you",
she said
taking away reason
simply for the raw need
of emotional fulfillment
knowing well enough
that she could have all my nights
and i would ask nothing more
than the hazel in those eyes
to be the first thing i see
come morning light.