In This Room

I turn down the heat 

until my feet feel chilly 

in this room

where the light is always dim 

I spark a candle

fragrance, warmth, encircle me

wrap me up; parting from the day 

I chose to be here with myself 

alone, in this room 

I play music which dances with my feelings

fingers of melody

twisting, coercing

deep into my chest 

pulling at shadows 

I hear heartbeats I know I am meant to keep hidden away 

come morning 

now, in evenings din 

I let them dance & play

floating, rising 

out of me 

escaping like prisoners 

held captive too long in a land which will never be home 

I water emerald-toned plants 

they drink from the same glass bottle I press to my own lips 

life giving way to life 

all from this day, leading into night 

in this room