A poem by Julia R. DeStefano
Goddess in the Doorway
I am the goddess in the doorway.
I am the air you need to breathe.
I am the lady in white
who wears red at night.
I am the queen of heart dreams
asleep and awake.
I am the bearer of restful slumber
A fantasy leapt from the page of a past life.
My secrets abound but must be earned.
I am Calliope invoked
by the lion to my lioness.
I wear a #2 on my breast for second chance
on the sidelines that hold me not.
My compass heart like the North Star.
I am the sun to your dark night of the soul
with a heat you’ve never known.
Warmth enough to envelop.
A moon that is always full.
A soul connection on high.
No absinthe required.
Because my love is a crystal river
of purity and truth.
Passionate yet serene.
With no end.
© Julia R. DeStefano