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thursday

the fog devours the city;
the moon is hiding
and i’m still waiting.

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beyond the door

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before you came
to illumine this chamber
it’s only a door
that my eyes could espy
a door made of plate-glass
its brittleness
always reminds me of
my shattered heart
now i see a world
behind that door
its beauty, its life
its meaning
a world where
you and i
could waltz with fire
as the door opens
as i close my eyes
and see no stars
i know the nights
will be biting and darker
but iโ€™ll be braver now
to watch the door
dance with you
iโ€™ll always be here waiting
โ€™til you look around
and see my world

(for B.D.)

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