Stone to Flesh
Gather the darkness in these chambers,
flowing from one to the next.
Banish it. Winter has lived here too long.
Be my salvation. Know these walls were
not always stone. They have moved
with each beat, known the fire of love.
Ear to my chest, you will hear
the surge you bring, stampeding horses
rushing to meet you, greet you.
As moon goes from crescent to full,
so will these chambers, your touch
bringing them from stone to loving flesh.
The Sunday Writing Prompt at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, from Pat (wildchild47), is to find inspiration in “The Blind Leading the Blind,” by Lisel Meuller.
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