through hidden stairways 
i see you best
the way you grow
in between
that which is covered
(and unknown…)
but beautiful you are
(secret, speak to me)
the ones who know
are lucky ones
who live there
in your recipe of magic
the others
pass
and find in you
their favorite
moments
(reverse time now
to show me
your unknown)
© r.e.l. 4/27/11
image taken at a secret 108 address
posted for Thursday Post 28.4.11 on Ethereal Heights
my secret innuendo® 
Fantastic poem
thanks, much… 😉
a beautiful, mystical post. i loved the stairs – they are really tempting.
they are the stairs i walk on almost every day in a magical garden yard. i used the ‘hipstamatic’ iphone app to create the effect. (the novice photographer i am 🙂
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Your poem goes beautifully with this awesome photo of those stairs. They are very intriguing –I would want to explore them if they were in front of me.
i try to walk them often 🙂 the words came first…
takes my breath away, there at the end.
ah the secrets and the unknown