April 28, 2010
posted by admin
Doorway
Do not enter greedily, I am not ready
To entrust you with my secret reverie.
Place your fingers around my knob,
But dare not come inside to rob.
Slowly trace, along my crevice slide,
But do not spread me open wide.
First press yourself against me gently,
Listen for a sign of entry.
I will tell you when it’s time,
With the rhythm of my rhyme.
Until then linger without a sound,
Imagination keeping you around,
As I ignite you with my tongue,
Whispering ancient songs unsung.
And when my resistance wearing thin,
Aches enough to let you in,
Tired of taunting
Drop by drop,
I’ll beg you in
To never stop.
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