My Show

From your space in your dark corner,
I see nothing but your eyes.
Hypnotised by my movements,
Captured by my cries.

You never look away,
We both know that you can't.
You're completely lost in the moment,
And the point where I part.

With your eyes you track my fingers,
As they tickle where you tell them to.
With blown out pupils you watch the rise and fall,
My chest it heaves with my breaths hitching for you.

I can't see your hands but I know where they are,
Showing appreciation to my heated show.
Our voice mixed together in a chorus made one,
Taking ourselves and each other to places only we know.