A Strange Attraction

It's not uncommon To find treasure inside the closet But this treasure is inside my heart It does not glitter like gold Or sparkle with a thousand carats It's a strange attraction That draws me to it Like a rose, it's seductive And full of mystery It's the absence of form or meaning That gives my treasure its value It's the ageless fabric The smooth contours And the absence of man-made inscriptions That gives my treasure its timeless beauty Like a garment of Love My treasure wraps around my being Giving me hope, joy and peace It's the flawless tone The colourless fabric That is stuffed in my heart I am clothed with this treasure From head to toe The substance of my being is submerged Swallowed by this beautiful gem There is no blemish or defect Just the purity of its fabric It's a strange affection Between me and Love ©