Directions To Me



Follow the path where the blood runs deep



Through the valley’s where the vessels creep



Turn the corner that leads to passions place



Look for the mirror that will show you my face



Track the sound of the beating of the drum



Listen to the music of love’s resonant hum





Rest in the chamber of ardors canal



Swim in the river of expensive Chanel



Bask in the warmth of my loving heart



Close the paths where you could depart



Read the signs and put them to mind



Then don’t look again that you might find

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chris's picture

Good directions,
that's for sure.
I liked this poem.
thanks.