David Mohn Poet Free verse

Your Door

No garish handle,
            Nor bell of ornate whimsy,
          Protrude this seamless portal.
       Dreams warmed in fate’s embrace,
           Infuse a passioned labyrinth
 
                The heart of my love,
              Opened only from within.
               A fathomless mystery;  
    Serenaded softly, from whispered soul
                    just now - ajar.

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Heidi Sands December 4, 2016 at 10:32 AM Excellent ! Congratulations :)

Poet Destroyer A March 22, 2015 at 10:42 PM DAVID, Congratulations on your awesome win. Thank you for participating in my contest. Stop by my latest blog "POETS" if you'd like. Enjoy the win and honorable mention. <3 <3 LOVE LINDA <3 <3

Andrea Dietrich July 21, 2014 at 5:00 PM The second part is breathtakingly beautiful, DAvid!

Casarah Nance July 18, 2014 at 9:43 PM a door left ajar, waiting to be opened completely, a great image, I hope a winner awaits,:)