Because you have blue eyes

Cliché is my favourite word                                                                                                 
synaesthesia is my favourite concept.
Your face scares me
I try not to think about it.
A person without a face
is a body, any body.
I think I’m attracted to your body.
when you raised your left hand
to take off your sweater
I glimpsed a triangle of skin
the thought of your skin
stirred water inside me,
between my guts and my lungs
a deep, rooted sadness,
five shades bluer than your eyes
It takes the form of a false syllogism;
lust makes me cry
porn makes me sad
lust is ultramarine not crimson
for now you are cerulean
kind of like your eyes
this is dangerous thinking
the Idea that I have in mind
But your teeth are lovely… so, I am
attracted to the Idea (of) – you.
Because you are the Idea now
your face scares me gutless.
Because it is unattainable
lust is five shades bluer than your eyes.
Because you have blue eyes
my hands will never touch your face

Originally published on Phi Magazine:
The Sin Issue, Summer 2020

Art by Wayan Chan

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