Fortress

Alas the day has gone,
In his wake the dark veil of night,
Her mysteries within the boundless
reaches of my mind.
Pushing the limits celestial treasure
is sought, hidden within twilight
folds of her infinite robe.
Velvety touch caresses my soul,
Cocooned in her ambiguity,
encompassing lust.
I hunger for the knowing this great
queen has brought forth,
I clamber to float within her chariot
of stars, to meld amidst the primordial
blackness of her, to blink out of
existence freed from earthly
plights, she wraps around me like
a warm winter coat.
Copyright©2010Kristina Russell