Velvet Drapes Poem by Paul Amrod

Velvet drapes are hung in candor
over the window in royal décor.
Arousing a daydream of a pure escape
Exemplifying an atmospheric splendor
are these elegant drooping drapes.
I gently elude the reality of horrors
and boredom fashioning a fantasy.
Depicting images with an umber cape
swirling circles consumed in complacency.
Elusiveness overcomes my willingness
to challenge the powers below me.
My imagination takes wing as I acquiesce
to a meditative fettle as a testimony
appears with a garland as evidence.
Banishing all irritation I do impel
the burgeoning of gardens as my nape
I cover while the blustery winds excel
stirring the remnants of autumn.
The firmament declares its parallel
to our universe as we succumb
to the seduction of the pensive.
Spawning newer horizons to dwell
ever expanding like a candelabrum
shedding creative rays so intense.
Bells at twelve do break my fancy
nonetheless raising us to excellency.
The midnight fog slithers forward
to further this moment of necromancy.
In a somnambulistic wonder I meander
departing my earthly existence.
Then a ballerina enters my vision
and tiptoes au naturel in fashion
to stir my inner eye and passion.
Like an apparition she danced skyward
to instate a moment of grandeur.
Then she reenters my intuition
to capture me and tenderly gapes
through me as I enhance her.
Velvet drapes will deck my memory
never to forget her innocent play.
Her whispers and sighs did occur
vanishing at the break of day.
Igniting my desire with her feathery
style of choreography and sensuality.
Abandoned in my mystic reverie
I initialize a unique phase which spurred
the celestial recreation as an exposé
of wonderment and submission.
Streaming my spirit always outwardly
I impose myself to greater trust.
I motion in utter valiancy
to exceed, transcend and thrust
my conceptions beyond abolition.
Transmitting through the extrasensory
messages of newfangled precociousness
astounding myself with a portray.
Gazing at my persona was a must
awakening my self-esteem and awareness.
My personal status and sustenance
would suddenly emerge as a preference.
Hailing the guardians of interplay
I subject the basics as necessary
for the extension of the primary.
This being the internal memorandum
describing my personal acceptance.
The phantasmagoria of this window
has opened a self-inherit path.
Rising me further away from limbo
to experience life in its abundance.
These velvet drapes suspended before me
have taught my soul to spur
the angelic and the transitory
as they await the golden aftermath.
Possessing the cherished remembrance
of this wondrous galactic journey
from the outer reaches to the earthly
will accompany my sole deliverance.
Endowing me with a cleansing bath
exonerating me to the otherworldly.