Ode To Opia

thelostdaimon

All it took

Was one look

And then I couldn’t look away

 

Yours eyes caught mine

And mine aligned

Just right to meet yours

 

As I looked deep into the ocean

I was taken over by an emotion

That I didn’t know a name for

 

Opia

 

Ancient Greek meaning of the eyes

Meaning the contact of our meeting eyes

Was our opiate trip

 

And as invasively vulnerable

It was also so memorable

As we looked deep into each other

 

I looked in and saw your pupils, so bottomless and opaque

I saw the crystalline tears form from your heartache

And I wondered, what is it you see in me

 

Tell me oh looker into the key hole of my soul

What is it you see in the blackest of holes

That I know as my heart

 

Tell me what stories you see between the twinkle of me eyes

Please don’t listen into the lies

I’ve had to tell myself, just to sleep at night.

 

Lost wanderer, why won’t you look away

Why won’t you relinquish me from your gaze

Tell me what it is you see, ‘cause I can’t see it for my self

 

Tell me my stranger, what you see

Tell me if it’s the same sad story

That I’ve seen in you

 

I don’t know how much of your stare I can take any longer

The opiate in my brain continue to feel stronger

I feel everythingness, yet I feel nothingness

 

As I look into your eyes

And you look into mine

We now know the deepest parts of each other

 

Opia what have you done

You’ve broken down my walls so now everyone

Can see inside of me, can see my insecurities

 

You were supposed to take all the pain away

But now the feelings that I feel, I want them to stay

Opia, what do I do

 

Now as your gaze fades away from me

The truth is, I don’t want it to leave

Because now, you’ve opened the window to my soul

 

Oh Opia

Opia

How did you manage to make me whole?

  • Author: thelostdaimon (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 1st, 2016 16:19
  • Comment from author about the poem: I found the word Opia in the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows, once I read the definition of the word I thought about what it would be like to experience this phenomenon. That is when I wrote this poem. If you like this piece you can find snippets of more like it on my instagram page @dannanicole_abril.
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  • Tony36

    Great write

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    WELCOME TLD ~ Thanks for a challenging first poem made me think about OPIA ~ The ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eye which can feel both invasive and vulnerable. Like peering through a (key)hole in the door of a house ~ able to tell there's someone there ~ but unable to tell if you're looking in or out ! Your elegant poem ~ describes that perfectly ! Thanks for sharing ~ more please ~ Yours BRIAN



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