That Look!

By Indira Sammy

That look that you give me
causes my heart to race
I want to look away
but like a marshmallow over the fire for too long
I burn, fixated
on your eyes,
the longing
your lips,
dreams of tasting
no words,
just that look.

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That look makes me want to
sway to the rhythm of your heartbeat
to move in sync with those thumps
to be close in a way that is forbidden.
Forbidden to us.
Eyes don’t lie
and that look shouts to the world
the words that can’t pass your lips ever
but it’s only for me
only I see it
that look that makes me want to abandon good judgment
that makes me weak.

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The distance is for your safety and mine
but sometimes, I falter.
I give in and act
with one signal, you are by my side
my hand slips into yours
we pretend to be engaged with those around us
but this is our moment
our chance
our most daring form of contact
my hand in yours
that’s all we have
and it has to be enough, for now.

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An early enchantment with West Indian Literature fuelled Indira’s fascination with the reading and writing of epic stories; a passion which has since transcended borders and cultures, to simply embrace 'imagination'. She pens skits, monologues and even poetic works as opportunities present themselves. Naturally, this mother of two, confirms that her children are indeed her greatest inspiration.