California King

what does it mean
when you've built everything
to fit and shine
just so
and then it's gone
and you're alone
staring at the emptiness
that once held your heart

is it too much to say you want it back
too much to desire it renewed
to it's former glory

would you walk amongst the lath and plaster
smelling the scent of ageless seasons
inside the darkened walls
or would you step into the daylight
amid the rooms you once knew well

wrapping your arms around the posts
of your california king
seeing again the dark wood
and rolling over it's cotton valleys

remember the afternoon
spent reading The Wizard of Oz
while rain was pouring in your Kansas
yet joy filled your heart

those stairs so elegant
somehow like Chartres
in your childhood summer dreams
their reddish-cinnamon color
each step owned a squeak

do you remember standing on them
looking down
at the marvel that was Christmas
on that holy Eve

Haunt with me the ruins
of a past long out of reach
we'll find the missing pieces
of the closure that you seek