Eyes.

I seek

eyes that are not demeaning

That rooted in all reality cherish me.

Eyes.That scan me 

nary hungry animalism

but seeking,searching for the real me.

Eyes.That so drifting halt at my

breast

curious, not thirsty.

Probing for the secrets of that heart.

Eyes. That like an amateur swimmer 

stares on into the ocean's expanse 

slowly preparing. 

Eyes. Thirsty & curious

Then,obdurate.

Dive in driven by some primitiveness.

Eyes.That delve into its colder depths

an explorer of new lands.

deeper, determined, creeping shadowy steps.

Eyes.That touch the abyssal

in an ocean turbulent and restless

Until now.

Eyes. That make quite the battlefield

before conquest 

of a country now already conquered.