I let your eyes fall on me
as if they are the buttons on my blouse
because i feel them traveling down it
curving into creases
stitched around me
i catch you trying to catch me
i see blues roll over whatever color skirt it is im wearing that day
you like the bright blue one, i know
sliding along seams
stopping & lingering
causing runs in my stockings
peeking patches of skin
your eyes circle around them
like a tongue forming vowels
i see the shine in your teeth
as you sink them into me
mentally, of course