Moonlit Chambers Bath, Portrait Poems

Envisioning rapture, Venusian stance reflecting window gardens evening trance solitary beauty weaves midnight path pouring innocence in moonlit chambers bath. Encased in armor, black sentinel watch, my spirit trapped in polished keyless latch large chalice light paved candle glowing burns immobile Knight displays decorum's form. Each night I stand as she disrobes in gold upraise arms naked stained glass flowers fold invoking sighs from heavy trembling steel lifeless statue, what could ancient metal feel; eyeless, mouth-less, earless mesh cross-stitched face dreamless voids from dark cold heartless space. One night intrigued she ventured stealthily lifts my helmet her lips spoke silently then turned my head toward the steaming mist and bathed my dreams in droplets warming kiss.