idol

he wraps me in velvet
as darkest blue dreamy
as a starless night

he's caught a shimmer
moonlight on polished stone
curves inviting touch
traced by fingers...smooth

does he see the subtle movement
of the eyes here in the darkened room
does he know that i live...still..forever

i've passed through centuries..hidden
treasure...valuble, yet none have seen
i've slept in hell black catacombs
and locked secret chambers...
in noble houses and traveled in
ships on stormy sea...to rest here
in this lonely tower where the
moonlight peers at me at last
and i breath again in words.....