WINDOW

Window fixed within a wall... See-through and revealing all. Looking in from the outside... A dwelling there for us to hide. Glass reflecting you and me... Seperation strategy. A kind of pain upon the pane... Slightly smeared with mild stain. Opening we find together... Making escape from the weather. Perched upon the window sill... Candles to light up at will. Closing the window in seal... Segregating what is real. Looking out from the inside... Active storm whose rain is cried. Mist begins to fog the sheet... Making the beyond discreet. Brushing my hand and its fingers On the glass...their outline lingers. Despite all the fog, stain and smear, The window's message is quite clear. Outside revealed in projection... Inside ready for inspection.