Behind a door inside my mind, <br />the one I've colored garnet red, <br />are lovers that my heart designed <br />to stroll through dreams where passion's fed. <br /> <br />A blue-eyed, studly, southern gent <br />possesses captivation's tone <br />and charms me through desire's ascent <br />until we reach contentment's zone. <br /> <br />In fantasies of lust I kneel <br />before temptation's leading man. <br />Seduction's voice and loins of steel <br />will execute excitement's plan. <br /> <br />While chords of romance softly play, <br />a youthful phantom's song is heard. <br />Entranced by lulling notes, we sway <br />and dance to pleasure's luring word. <br /> <br />A dark and handsome king of old <br />will wrap this princess in delight. <br />We'll consummate on sheets of gold <br />where rapture's sword enthralls my night. <br /> <br />This caring king has seized the show; <br />behind the door he's first in line. <br />My soul's ablaze and love will grow <br />as dreams and truth now intertwine.<br /><br />Jo Lynn Ehnes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/behind-the-garnet-door/
