“I speak two languages, Body and English.”

– Mae West


Your eyes

Are my deepest

Sacred pools

Light reflects

As it dances

Across the iris

Following my movements

As I take command

Distraction averts your focus

Boundaries collide and fall

I shall return again and again

For sustenance, for warmth

To grow in the hallowed embrace

Of this sanctuary




About Léa

A wanderer who has found home and herself in the South of France.
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12 Responses to Sanctuary

  1. I love this! It dances! I know someone whose light dances in their eyes and it can be very powerful; you have captured that power beautifully here!


  2. Beautiful Lea, the eyes are truly the windows of one’s soul,and you have well suggested through your poem.

  3. rita barnes-szuszkiewicz says:


  4. claudia says:

    nice..i think body language is an important language to speak…beautifully sensual..smiles..

  5. jan 459 says:

    This is a beautiful poem I love it.

  6. Rachel says:

    Great one, Leah. Am enjoying your poetry much. Rachel

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