Love is an open door
Loves door unlocked and ajar
Invites me ever out
Or in
To your room
Where I stretch across
Your bed
You
My open wound
Never to heal
No salve or dressing
To staunch that flow
Nothing to fill
This chasm
Love is an open door
High on a sheer face
Thrown open wide where
Transparent drapes
Flow out
Into the blue
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