What Happens Next?

Stand right there,
now stay,
now turn.

Face me,
toe to toe.

Can you see it in my eyes,
the question,
the dare?

How long will it take,
before you break
the gaze?

I can stare into nothingness
for the longest time
but you,
you force it out of me,
I have to look away.

What power,
what absolute control,
yet it's only your eyes 
I fear.

Your mouth invites,
your words seduce,
your feet I would follow,
your hair I long to touch.

And yet,
you follow me.
How strange,
how positively backwards.

What is this pull?

If I name you,
will you stay?
If I call to you,
will you answer?

So,
Answer me,
when I ask you
what you think,
but keep the rest inside,
I rather like the mystery.