Awakening..

The silence is broken.

Lock the doors and douse the candles

For I am not myself.

The golden veil of the bed curtains mock

And the heavy velvet so tenderly invites.

Like a sparrow in a snare

I throw open the windows

But Venice patronizes

In all of her penetrated glory

And I swoon.

For your hands seek to invade

The sanctity of this virgin flesh

And your lips evoke the building tension

Within a heart that has seen little

And felt nothing.

Like the city of lights

You have awakened my sleeping soul

And aroused in me

A fire that could overtake the city itself.

-Lauren Hatch

July 10, 2007

I was thinking of Venice again... -sigh- I can't wait until next year when I get to see it in person!