Inner Woman Volume 2

Those eyes first seen across the mall

Above me as they tracked me

Pressure so sweet

I turned to find what prickled my nape

Seeking the source before destiny

Could retreat

A glimpse in the shadow

Black Friday’s great crowds

Those eyes stabbed through me

Sweet violet shrouds

Pierced through to my soul

Like an angel above

I ran like a whirlwind

Seeking breaks in the mob

Like gelatin it bound me

Far worse than mud,

The current of humanity

Pressed dense against me

Those eyes were gone

I searched for pale purple

The gaze to complete me

The scintillating sensation of

Ocular completion

Soothing my soul

Out into white wonderland

Christmas wishes dancing

I surmised those eyes,

Missing, hidden

Lost under garments,

Were not to be mine

Yuletide wishes for happiness

Fell short

Family concerns for my sanity

Were moot

In each nook and cranny

Those eyes burned my soul

When New Year approached,

I conceded

My essence would never find what I needed

I peered across

An insurmountable gap

Those eyes mirrored the seduction

Of my reflection’s last gasp