Poetic-Verses-Awakening Spirits and Memories
Drapes of Pink
shrouds of pink
hanging strong
and yet so limp
guard me
windows
from ceiling to floor
mock me
as does the closing door
hidden within
pink and beige
visions from without
are rather vague
yet I see the forest
the silver grey
I see him there
as night takes the day
I am safe within
pink is my shield
yet still he is in
my vision's field
safe within these folds
though him I yearn to hold
but I am not to go out there
to turn the pink, I do not dare
For within I have to stay
for night has taken over day
the forest is too strong
My heart will have to e'er long
the shrouds of pink
hold him away
and within them
I must stay
Jayc
13th November 2005
