Bedroom Doors

Bedroom doors Where once lovers entered Vows taken at face value Bedroom doors- Where clothes hung Triple X, slim no more Bedroom doors- Scenes once of fantastic love Bedroom doors- Cold, old, cracked paint White, useless Nevermore Bedroon doors; Once swung with glee Love and sex opened thee Bedroom doors; Contain an old, groaning air conditioner Bedroom doors; Contain a groaning heart Bedroom doors; Frame so many Old, gone lovers Bedroom doors Peeling white paint Reminders of a peeling heart... Bedroom doors Open to the past Bedroom doors- Seen my lover last Bedroom doors- Now merely doors No longer entranceways to "Love Evermore" Bedroom doors- Symbol now of a life in defeat Bedroom doors- Where I'll pass once more Bedroom doors Once held lovers wriggling in passion Bedroom doors- Now walls around My nightmares Of loves lost Loves unoptioned Loves remembered Loves sadly forgotten Bedroom doors- These f''___'en Bedroom doors They are still solid Unconcerned Silent witnesses to Love and tragedy To vows and broken hearts These bedroom doors; One hundred years old These bedroom doors Wiser than me These bedroom doors; How many hands I held As I led to my "etchings" These bedroom doors Echo now My loneliness My emptiness These bedroom doors reverberate with the past- Sweet and sour... These bedroom doors... are made of wood... Oh, how I wish... My heart were too."