If eyes could speak, what would they say? Would you hear the anxieties and stresses of the day,
Would you hear the yearns and squirms of lust,
Of the need for your dominance, respect and trust,
Take my lead, look longingly into my eyes,
Can you read the quickening of breath, warmth between thighs
What do your eyes see, what do you hear?
My heaving breast with inhibitions set to disappear