I Left the Door Open
I left the door open
Of my heart that beat open
As we sat under a tree that was broken
Its leaves were hopeless
But its roots were golden
Its heart had been stolen
Under this tree is where we threw our token
And dreamed of oceans
Our hearts melted again and again
As our lips met in pure rain
Words couldn't even be spoken
The softness, the tremors, we were just frozen
And there we sat in wonder, swollen
With the innocent flower's pollen
Our eyes reflecting each other's moment
Copyright © Njeri Hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
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