Bedroom Doors
Bedroom doors
Where once
lovers entered
Vows taken
at face value
Bedroom doors-
Where clothes hung
Triple X, slim no more
Bedroom doors-
Scenes once of
fantastic love
Bedroom doors-
Cold, old, cracked paint
White, useless
Nevermore
Bedroon doors;
Once swung with glee
Love and sex opened thee
Bedroom doors;
Contain an old, groaning
air conditioner
Bedroom doors;
Contain a groaning
heart
Bedroom doors;
Frame so many
Old, gone lovers
Bedroom doors
Peeling white paint
Reminders of a
peeling heart...
Bedroom doors
Open to the past
Bedroom doors-
Seen my lover last
Bedroom doors-
Now merely doors
No longer entranceways
to "Love Evermore"
Bedroom doors-
Symbol now
of a life in defeat
Bedroom doors-
Where I'll pass once more
Bedroom doors
Once held lovers
wriggling in passion
Bedroom doors-
Now walls around
My nightmares
Of loves lost
Loves unoptioned
Loves remembered
Loves sadly forgotten
Bedroom doors-
These f''___'en
Bedroom doors
They are still solid
Unconcerned
Silent witnesses to
Love and tragedy
To vows and
broken hearts
These bedroom doors;
One hundred years old
These bedroom doors
Wiser than me
These bedroom doors;
How many hands I held
As I led to my "etchings"
These bedroom doors
Echo now
My loneliness
My emptiness
These bedroom doors
reverberate with
the past- Sweet and sour...
These bedroom doors...
are made of wood...
Oh, how I wish...
My heart were too."
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