Free Cee Hold Me At My Threshold

A THRESHOLD FORETOLD I but strolled over my unadorned threshold And what, of all things, did mine eyes behold Begged I let not this be she The she I was meant to meet yet hoped she not be the she I prayed she would not turn out to be And then she sighed to speak to me And spoke my name as only a seraphim could Then suddenly was the sublime, by me, at last wholly understood Oh that she is the she who shone so shamelessly Shaming the sun while daring to amble by aimlessly Beside a man who saw her countenance too long denied And there she was right by my side But it matters not that she will never be the she for my arms to enfold For all I did was to stroll over my unadorned threshold And there she was brighter than Cleopatra’s gold Able to beguile even DaVinci with the vision of Mona Lisa’s smile Breaking a spell I’d been in for far too long a while Brightening my darkness with her sumptuous style A woman more engaging than ever I’d been told And now I’m so thankful for the few moments she adorned my threshold A door which led me to a golden rose with no slivered nor sharpened thorn And finally it was my threshold she arrived to adamantly adorn Beauty by breathlessness born And how to conquer with her warmth my callous cold Oh, and forever I will recall how she sultrily and sumptuously adorned my threshold © 2012…..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~