You Are The Key
You are the key and the magnificent me
you are the mirror of my aspirations,
you, part of and the whole entirety
of all that I have created, in thee
You are my child, my fresh hunk of clay
you are the formation of my thoughts
my desires and all that I loved, before
and after, you hold the key to my door
Enter in my child and make yourself at home,
I created you to every image I have ever known.
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2024
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