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Please Dont Open My Closet Door

So am I not enough for you Is what we have not enough for us what answers do you need to quell 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 legacies of footsteps walked to other doorways that troubles you so what puzzles to my life’s mysteries will be answered by the echo of muted voices held content within pages of dusty photograph albums and yet my yesterday’s haunt you as if they were immortal mirror snapshots of strangers smiling for strangers images created in a world requiring its own reflection is it my hat boxes with faded and speechless labels that you so desperately need to renounce out loud i recall tmoments when your heart beating gently beside mine was the only sound needed to tell the world we were one are you looking for a suitcase packed with excuses an invisible boarding pass allowing a blameless early departure it is you who fear's sunrise without dreams to protect you and sunset with no one to believe in…no one who believes in you we have crossed the world’s longitudes and latitudes you and I Rio to Monterrey…Brisbane to Berlin each tasting love dusk to dawn....again and again what i have surrendered with you i have surrendered to no one…shared with no but you listen to me ..hear me…this is the voice of our destiny you alone complete me like a thousand falling raindrops gently nourishing a sea of lotus leaves passion has flowed between us as if thirsty water i love you with all that I am…all that I ever wanted to be i have never asked for more than your love but now I need you to trust my trust in you for even an hourglass can run out of sand my love please don’t open my closet door is what we have not enough for us so are we not enough for you Irish

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/6/2010 3:48:00 AM
If you don't have trust, you have nothing....Sometimes trying to convince someone to trust you is like whistling in the wind when the love has already flown.... I felt the heartache and the frustration...Allie
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Date: 12/4/2009 10:58:00 PM
I remember this one from the "other " site, I love this one.
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Date: 11/28/2009 9:10:00 AM
Have a beautiful weekend and thank you for posting your awesome poetry here for us to read Michael. Love,Carol
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Date: 11/27/2009 6:21:00 PM
Such beautiful visual here, Irish, and luv the title.. opening up to someone is difficult but u have had that in your life and memories are sweet .. enjoyed this write tonight.. hope your holiday was as lovely as your write ... blessings ... luv.. Linda-Marie, P.E.P.S. "sweetheart"
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Date: 11/27/2009 12:14:00 PM
Interesting write. I especially like the last stanza first three lines. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara
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Date: 11/27/2009 11:53:00 AM
so beautiful..glad my fingertips led me here--Charma
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