Upstairs In My Attic
(& Thru The Roof)

by Alyce

the invitation still stands
but can you deal with the
complexities inside the shadows
upstairs in my attic?

you said you ainít afraid
of heights
and your mental welcomes
changes in attitudes
challenges in altitudes

but gravity may
loose us from its grip
and the weightlessness
of our souls
might be the only
ground we can cling to

so
can you fly with me?
far out and beyond ecstasy?


ainít goín lie
I ainít neva been
'cept in my dreams
itís a place
where pain tempts
pleasure to fulfill its
wildest exploits

canyoubewithmeblending
into mind twisting unending
screams where not even
coitus interrupts us?

where our mutuality
gratifies
mind/soul
through
extreme physicality?


the invitation still stands
but can you guide my flow
and allow me to
lead your fol-low
up the ladder to the roof
just outside the trap doh?

where the shadows
mirror our images
and cast the reflections
against the wallsÖ
reverberating/
beating /but never
repeating our
wet secrets?


Upstairs In My Attic (& Thru The Roof) by Alyce

© Copyright 2005. All rights reserved. No portion of this work may be duplicated or copied without the expressed written consent of the author.



TimBookTu Logo

Return to the Table of Contents | Return to Main Page