My safe place
is not so safe
anymore.

Tinged with
wisps of passion,
second-hand smoke.
Forbidden memories
curl around
my heart.

The keyboard
looks up at me,
in pregnant
silence.

It knows.
It has the power
to unlock
earthly secrets.

It sits
like an archeologist
on a mission,
ready to unearth
old texts
private messages
never meant to be
seen by others

I stare at it.
My heart is there.
Those texts
and the white space
in between

I want my space back.
For it is mine, only mine
way before I let you
push in
My place
to dream
to dance
to let imagination
fly.
After all….
this is how
you arrived


So now, I summon
myself
And in one
simple act,
I take it back.
Just like that.

I release you
back into cyberspace,
from whence you came.
My lessons
have been learned.
I now say
No to pain.

Keyboard,
welcome back.
I crown you
Guardian of
my Safe Place.
My music,
my poetry.
Where imagination
runs wild,
My inner sanctum
of peace.
This has always been
and will always be
my landscape
of
release.