My Closet Door
what answers do you need to calm your curiosity
do you so doubt the truth of our first kiss
have you watched so long that you no longer see me
what secrets did you think i could hide
you alone have undressed me to bare flesh
is it my collection of unpolished shoes
memories of footsteps taken to life’s doorways
do you think i will not stand by you forever
when every second of my being
has brought me to your side
what puzzles to life’s mysteries
will be answered on hangers and photograph albums
costumes of life…trinkets and tuxedos
images created in a world needing its own reflection
mirror snapshots of strangers smiling for strangers
is it my hat boxes with no names
holding testimonials of who I was to be
that you desperately need to renounce out loud
i recall moments when your soft breathing inside of me
was the only sound needed to tell the world we were one
were you looking for a suitcase packed with excuses
fearing sunrise without our gentleness to explore
we have crossed the world’s longitudes and latitudes
Rio to Monterrey…Brisbane to Berlin…passion dusk to dawn
all of my dreams shared in your arms
we have always quenched each other’s unquenchable thirst
passion flows through us like a river of raindrops
i love you with all that I am…all that I ever wanted to be
i have sought nothing more than your trust in me
we are…one within each other’s hourglass…come to me
please don’t open my closet door
IRISH
Copyright © Michael Poyntz | Year Posted 2009
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