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It Was The Mascara

(Warning : For adults only)

I looked at your eyes
And I was captured.
All of my internal barriers,
Whose affairs
Usually hold me back
And don’t want me to try,
Suddenly were ruptured.
 
A flood of hidden emotions
Was coming out pouring
And my passions
From all directions
Seemed to start touring
My imaginations
And the possibilities
They were exploring
In my mind
Which was ready to leave
Everything else behind.
 
The curvature of your eyes
Drawn out
By the most sophisticated artist
And at the corner of your mouth
A hint of a smile
That went along with it,
Eye lashes with the mascara
And the dark shadows around them
Were surrounding
The deep ocean
From where
Were flowing
Out your visual emotions.
Such constellation
Of your beauty
Were doing their duty
Sending their messages
To start my heart pounding.
And the resulting burning
Was not to be put out
By any kind of lotion
But by only
Certain kind of ending.
 
I couldn’t be sure if I was
Being invited
I wanted to but couldn’t be
Fully excited.
Some more time and interaction
Were needed
In order for the doubts and uncertainties
To be weeded
Out of my system
Before they could feel
That they had
The go ahead
To reveal
And for the drill.
 
Moving forward
And with the start
Of some conversation
The ideas stopped roaming
And found instead
Some definite station.
 
From where some meaningful journey
Could be started
So that the hesitation and clumsiness
Slowly departed.
 
Somehow our eyes
Could not be separated
Some unspoken words
They continued to speak,
As the distance between us
Slowly evaporated
And each other we just
Continued to read.
 
Blending with each other
As the time was carrying us
In its float
We allowed the possibilities
That were until now
Very remote.
 
All systems were synchronized and tuned
And we had our ammunitions
Everyone and everything agreed
And gave us their permissions.
 
Including the stars in the heavens
And the moon in the sky,
Not being sure but curious
What we were going to do or try,
They were watching from above
Without making any sound,
But seeing our commotions
They now decided to come down.
Adjusting their lights
And setting the correct temperature
So that comfortable positions can be found
Without any unexpected departure.
 
They wanted to see the rounds
And whatever we got,
So sitting close by
They started to observe us and record,
With cameras having the correct aperture
They started getting their shots
In close up angles
To be watched in their future,
Being careful and focused
On the appropriate spots.
 
Diving into the deepness
We escaped from our emptiness
And as we found the fullness
Our senses
Finally were able to experience
Their ultimate coolness!

By –

Kris Mojag

On a Saturday night somewhere in California, in October of 2021.