My room is a haven, a cocoon
When I enter, I undress myself into its safety
Opening up, the secrets of womanly splendor
Writing the future from my ink pen
Here I can breathe more deeply
Here I can heal and trust
Soft inviting ocean of blankets
Pillows billow like masses of land
Here I lay myself down
Here I give in, give up, and receive
Delicious ingredients of feminine attire
An altar to remember all that is good
Here I create ceremony all my own
Here I gaze at the moon as it crosses the night sky
Here I fantasize of the one who inspires me
His moisture, his scent, his satisfaction…
My room is a haven, a cocoon
When I enter, I undress myself into its safety