Two Sets of Eyes

My lady has two sets of eyes:

There’s the soft,

            Sailingly uncouth,

not-quite-here,

not For Me pair.

(These are wild, but un-alert.)

And then, Oh, there’s

the hard un-

compromising

                        Promising

Fully                 Awake

—Am I immured?—

Pair of Amour.

(She uses these when she means to puncture me.)

But wait

                        Here’s another unfolding green

Erupting persona —Anger— in a flash.

Patrick Conners Jr