The Door Way
Under the wings of thee, winding towards heaven.
They say, the doorway to the soul is thru
the eyes. Hidden memories and hidden ties.
Reaching in through the stain glass, to turn
and see you pass.
Laughter reaches from with in. Loving you is
truly not a sin. All alone in my mind is
warmth inside. What can it be? To walk
through the door with me side by side.
Never to speak but to know, just what each
other holds.
Hidden laughter and hidden ties.
Returning to the realm, locking the door.
Feeling the memories of what is never to be
again. Loving you is to some a sin.
No Date
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