Green Door
<>green door stands slightly ajar,
come with me, enter here,
light the yellow candle, ah,
come sweetly closer near,
fill me with your amber light,
and draw me closer yet tonight,
till i can feel your heartbeat,
our passion to be Seer,
the rough hewed planks,
splashed wax, give thanks,
a mental place is here,
behind the door,
meditative sure,
but real as,
it's sincere...
loves ya babe....Don
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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