THE CLOSET MYSTIC

I’ve had a love affair with Death —

give me a man or woman

shrouded in dark robes

give me pale skin

and midnight locks

give me haunted eyes

that glimmer in the darkness

like the night sky

I can see the fear

of opening up

in their eyes

I can see that it is a rarity

I can see the forbidden intimacy

longed for and feared all the same

let me take your heart

from

black to cobalt

royal blues to pastels

then albedo unfolds

spilling forth

rainbows

Why does my heart leap

for those who lurk in shadows

Death personified

let me give you the warmth

That those subterranean caves

Lack

Let us be made one

Take my hand

For I too know what it’s like

To want to hide from the world

I too know the comfort and safety

Of the abyss

I know that jewels hide locked

In treasure chests and deep mines

I know that those who hide away

are most often those with something

worth hiding

worth protecting

Oh dark one

I can see that soft center you hide

Come to me

Come to me