Come to my domain and rest
And lie under my touch
Hear the music through my hands I play for you
Come to my domain and eat
And cook, with conversation
Without your fear, rare time of tenderness
Soul concealed, not revealed, but for a moment
Out from under surface lies, the truth
Naked body bare you would, but not your naked soul
Far too precious, sacred, barely known
Reaching evermore for You who shone, then fled
Dreamt you left the living for the dead
December 5, 2007
From a set of poems entitled, "Borderline"
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