I n v i t a t i o n
I Shed
- one by one -
my clothes
and walk
naked
into the friendly dark
and the dark embraces me
like a lover.
Deeper I walk, deeper than shadow
and in the darkest place
- bright as angel's eyes -
dances
a fountain.
At this place of miracles
I have everything
except a friend;
will you come
too?
©2002 julian skinner