These Walls

I remember these walls.
I remember the feel of solitude.
I return to them now.

As I close the door and lock it,
The darkness covers me.
I feel its gentle touch, like falling rain.
It comforts me.

And as I pass the gatehouse, I walk the corridors
Of loneliness in silence.
This place is my friend, my lover.
It protected me from the hurt,
The pain, the anguish, the feelings of love.
I like it here.

I step into the throne room.
Cold laughter blossoms from my lips.
As I take my seat upon the onyx chair
From which I ruled so long ago,
I sneer at those who
Beat upon my door.

"Let me in!" they yell, "I want to be your friend,
Talk to me."

Laugh at their lies.
"I am home," I say. "Lay seige to me if you like.
You can't breach these walls."

These Walls--the Reply

I, too, remember these walls
And the solitude felt there
Lock the door, drop the portcullus
This darkness we will share
The lonely wolf that guards the gate
His pack who roam the grounds
They sing the passage of their master
Dark comfort here abounds
The onyx throne, the granite floors
The ghost who haunts these halls
It is my touch you feel, my love,
For well I know them all
You cannot keep me out, my dear,
With walls both dark and strong
For I once ruled here too, you see
I'm kin and I belong
Lay seige to you, I wouldn't dare
You'd only turn away
So let them clamour at the door
In darkness we'll embrace
by Ember (Amsden) Dumas (c)1991

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