Closed Door Metamorphosis

Closed Door Metamorphosis

This day ripens in persimmon shadow

apple of maturity traps coat and tie

defying warnings of prude stilettos

        In the middle of confession room,

        crash my towering fear

        let me float in flowing rhythm

        of your heartbeat, my sanctuary

Grey office lit tangerine embers

eyeglasses shelter in mahogany closet

auburn hair cascades tracing shoulders

        In the mysticism of wine dusk

        cradle my cocoon in gentle rhyme

        recite mantra for poetic dance

        in the aroma of cinammon delight

The table watches swaying swivel chair

hugs shedded garments of braided boughs

tossed in storms of butterfly awakening

          Open dark portal to magical maze

          find me in glowing pivotal sphere

          draw sizzling colors of my name

          in hazy silhouette of gyrating 

           stockings

©Ljacob