Your Swinging Door
I answered with love,
you questioned
with anger and pain
I held you close,
but your eyes
failed me again
I told you truly,
as my wishes
dropped to the floor
Your smile my captor,
my heart
—your swinging door
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2019
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