SECRET ROOM

Take me to my own secret room.

Where I could escape from humanity.

Bury myself in words and phrases.

Cocooned in my haven of pages.

Letters as my company.

Sentences my best friends.

Books my destiny.

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.

 

 

THE 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 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.