Loves Door:
If one could see, the unseen dream,
Dreamt not by man, or any other being,
Then could one walk through the unseen door to?
Would the unseen dream then come true?
And dreamt by others that finally knew,
Hearing the music that no one blew,
Touching no substance, as they just pass through.
Moving in motions that make no waves,
Juggling emotions mastered in other ways.
And how far off would I be, if I said
This we will see,
All the above and more,
If we all move through
Loves door.
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