Loving A Recluse

It would be easier

If I could peer into your soul

Without need of untangling mysteries

From the vines of your lips

Coiled around each syllable

Choking every honest word

Through your apprehensive smile

If only I could part

The gossamer curtains

Revealing the stained window

To your heart

Sheltering the things

You wish to keep hidden

From prying eyes

Yet even if your chest

Were an oak door

Awaiting visitation

From some curious soul

An intrigued wanderer

Just like me

I imagine a twist of the brass doorknob

Woudn’t budge the bolts and locks

Stubbornly fixed

To keep you locked away

From me

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