EN DOBLE

I saw you with both my eyes open, and saw doble. I closed one eye the rest of our conversation, but only grasped half the story. The rest of my mind draped itself around the crests and crashes of your words, the syllables pulsing from your mouth like eruptions from a burning world. You chuckled into your hand and your shoulders fell like flowing lava. Let me burn reaching around the curve of your collar bone. Our eyes caught in a pause and our mouths grew limp, betraying neither pleasure nor anxiety. I opened my eye and there were two mouths quickly licking your lips with just the tip of the tongue. Blinking, focusing, I thought out my next sentences just as the server asked if we needed another round.