I lie in slumber now.
Body fitted for the casket
The velvet, soft against my skin
The memory of its lid shutting, a final eclipse
The clack of its clasps sealing it tight
And I wait.
Dreaming of the days of destiny, of purpose.
When the future chases down the past and repeats… goes further…
To shine in light again.
The warmth of his skin against my body
The nimble fingers on my neck
My breath resonating with his heart
And music erupting from the core of my being
My soul shouting, screaming, caressing, singing…
And I was full.
Just being myself
But for now, I am an instrument Unused