There’s something romantic about stairwells.
And something mysterious too.
They’re a journey
a winding
a turning
arduos
Journey
But perhaps well worth the view
There’s something artistic about stairwells
Maybe it’s the shadows
and the way
they flirt
with the light
(like I said there’s something romantic about stairwells)
but there is some magic there too
Maybe it’s the fairytale
the something magic
something tragic
flight after flight
a journey
Roadless and mapless
A dance of torchlight and candle and flame
I don’t know
but there’s something special here