The Key of Love
Once upon a time
There was a fire lit within a small girl
Her fire started off minute, deep inside
First with never seeing the outside of the world
Second, belts were meant for beating
Third, lips were made for yelling
Fourth, clothes were meant for suffering
Fifth, closets were made for rocking
Her fire was so hidden and so tucked away
Years and years she dug and dug
To find this flame she so had already beloved
As she searched and searched this is what she found
A box of trinkets fell to the ground
As she walked forward to pick up each one
She noticed that the journey had just begun
The first was a knife, to cut the pain
The second was a tattoo gun, that gave her strength
The third was a powder, to dumb the brain
The fourth was lipgloss, to hide the shame
And the fifth was a key, that held her name
She tried keyhole after keyhole to find the same
But as she cried, it came down like rain
Her fire was dying, deep inside her soul
Where there was a keyhole with one made of gold
She went place to place
On this journey from hell
To find the magic one who would break her shell
She traveled by day and searched by night
Hoping to break her site
She cracked it back, snagged it fast
And inhaled the life away as she slipped into grey
All hope was lost and fate was paid
As so she thought
Till one day, she said his name and he said hers
They met by night and crazed away
Every dream, hope, feeling, experience was said
As she fell in love with him moment after days
Sometime had past and things got tricky
But as she looked through the past and the icky
She saw a light, hidden in her soul
As he grabbed the key, she fell short
Short breathed, for could this be?
He reached in her heart
Felt the beat, drum drum
And unlocked her soul
Soon, very soon
She grabbed his key
And unlocked his heart
As she felt it drum she sung a song
Of true love bursting from
Her twin flame had now been won
Copyright © Taryn Eastwood | Year Posted 2016
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