LIGHTHOUSE

THE LIGHTHOUSE
“Come back to me my sweet.
Take a break from the heat.
An afternoon in a cool retreat.
We could make our own special heat.”
The wood door rattles and creaks open wide.
I hesitate before I walk inside.
The small room is as dark as...

 

THE LIGHTHOUSE

“Come back to me my sweet.

Take a break from the heat.

An afternoon in a cool retreat.

We could make our own special heat.”

 

The wood door rattles and creaks open wide.

I hesitate before I walk inside.

The small room is as dark as night.

I begin to tremble with fright.

 

Maybe I should leave this place.

The door slams shut in my face.

I hear the voice in the air

Telling me, “what fair is fair.”

 

I intruded on this secret room

And so I won’t be leaving too soon.