This Path Leads To A Hidden Room
It’s the road at night
Dark
Unrelenting
in the satisfactory answers
that shadows hold dear in their hearts.
Come, my love,
and we shall pass over their boundaries
that they used to guard so fervently.
And we shall hold hands in the distance
where they cannot tell if it is possible, for the blurriness.
You, with your dress and open legs,
I with the cloth of it all reaching my ankles.
We will walk across the cobblestones
To the cobbled door
Into the cobbled room
—where the cobbles clobber you.
—Where only the shadows see what I can do.
January 5, 2014.
link to inspiration. Thank you, Tess, as always!
It’s the road at night
Dark
Unrelenting
in the satisfactory answers
that shadows hold dear in their hearts.
Come, my love,
and we shall pass over their boundaries
that they used to guard so fervently.
And we shall hold hands in the distance
where they cannot tell if it is possible, for the blurriness.
You, with your dress and open legs,
I with the cloth of it all reaching my ankles.
We will walk across the cobblestones
To the cobbled door
Into the cobbled room
—where the cobbles clobber you.
—Where only the shadows see what I can do.
January 5, 2014.
link to inspiration. Thank you, Tess, as always!
