the unguarded door

deep in the night darkness falls into that place of dreams where i dwell just behind your closed lids memory's door opens projecting what? my image to you? cannot miss what you never saw except through clouded eyes shrouded turkish mists wreathing round your head and mine as we shared waking scenes talked out in long winding walks from one body to the next in this paradox we found delights of one another unexpected when i found you in me you saw yourself too as allegations of myself peaking through in times of passion burning melting twisting with the flame we found in being one another there we lived and loved until you found some other so now i visit you slip like a thief through doors unlocked unguarded beneath clutched sheets in white-knuckled grip as horror blossoms in the garden of your mind your vision pulls to black depths in the gazing pool seeing my face reflected there red blooming rose placed at your heart i see silver handled dagger chased with our initials throbbing with your last pulse then you waken from the depths where i have taken you to burn live forever shaken my lesson i have learned forever i will look at you staring up from the bottom of this pool which one of us now would you call fool?now it is is but a story... and i seem to be on a murderous bent here... but would appreciate all comments and critiques Written February 12th, 2002 © on Feb 12 2002 07:28 AM PST   0 • 1