Familiar

I considered myself

with my many rooms

my chambers

and closets

For everyone I hold a key

thought I

till the day

you revealed to me

the key

to a door

whose existence

had escaped me.

Indescribably at ease

you slide

you turn

and enter…

A magnificent chamber

whose virginity

astounds both you and me

Lips hand-in-hand, as

timorously

We bathe in the

lush, the

plush

crimson walls

in the light

of complicity’s opiated

pulp

of a glutinous sin

that is not

to be called such…

Our meeting point, our playroom

an exquisite discovery:

Pandora

slumbered

unwittingly though

Where do you go

why

quicken your step?

will you leave me here

alone?

Though drowned in the heat of red

I shall shiver

with cold

if you leave me

behind

Stay awhile…

Force me not

to live

with such deliciousness

blanched by dustsheets

my velvets untouched:

my chamber

Furnished yet

Uninhabited…

( from The Red Room )