An Ode to A Robe

Dearest Robe

 

Look at how you hang

Soft, lacking structure

Without guilt. Made to love. 

 

And be loved in you.

Will you drape my body

In your sweetness?

 

silk robe

How many mornings 

Will we spend together

Taunting the sun to keep

 

Moving? 

How you blow in the 

Breeze when you 

 

Drift near an open 

Window, on back

Of door.  

silk robe

A lover bought

You as a gift and you

Have outlasted them. 

 

You who bring with

You a spirit of ease

Grace and solitude. 

 

I want to love in you

Be loved in you. Though

You make alone enough. 

 

silk robe

I’ve loved robes before

But you are different. 

You, made by hand

 

Made by woman

Made to be gentle

In this world of brick

 

And mortar. Robe

With your French

Roots, you long loose

 silk robe

Outer garment. Come

And wrap yourself around

These parts. Let’s lounge

 

While the days turn

To lifetimes and lovers

Stay awhile longer. 

 

Dear Robe, let’s make

Tea and listen to it whistle

In the evening. Let’s

 silk robe

Saunter out to get the mail. 

Nothing but you between

Me and the world. Cover

 

Me in your kindness. My 

Flesh an open wound

And you its salve. 

silk robe

 Blog was written by Alex Fluegel
Photography by Daniel Lisi of Kipriece Tate wearing handmade Siobhan Barrett lingerie. 

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