prompt 7 hour 6

What glorious things you must have

hidden away in your chambers

that you keep oh so coveted

Away from prying eyes

and lingering hands.

Is it lonely in there?

The spaces between beats?

When breath is shallow and uninterrupted.

You keep it that way

locked tight.

If I could only take a peek

just to make sure the cobwebs haven’t

stifled the echo.

Just to make sure the doors haven’t rusted completely shut.

I have yet to find the key, the back entrance or any signs of life.

If I could only take a peek, a shy gander.

Just to make sure

I am not trespassing.

 

C. Churchill

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