Pandora’s Abode


When you are tired I will caress your feet


when the exploits of time and wonder combine into ecstatic surprises

I will help you

calm the waves

of these changes.

Love in sight

heart in hand


do not roam the streets

with desire

the pages will turn


I promise

they’ll transpire

Leave you alone

you say

as the night fills

with darkness

you are clothed

with mystery

in your hair

and stories untold


did you stop to turn  back

like Lot’s wife

longing for a home that cannot be



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