your eyes
invite me in
in through the door
opened to but a few
the door kept locked
and chained by
desolation desperation
your eyes
unwrap my soul
baring my own lonely heart
unwinding undoing
the ties placed round it
holding the pieces in place
till your healing comes home
your eyes
undress my body
revealing the wanton
undergarments of
of wasted life
exposing my naked desire
opening the pores
of past and present
your eyes
lay me down
upon your soul’s pallet
too long empty
barren and brittle
waiting longing
for the passion of love
to ignite it once again
your eyes
beg beseech my own
to warm your cold
colorless frigid heart
wrap it in crimson tides
hold it close
heart to heart
the two made one
your eyes
invite me in
and
close
the
door
lay me down
upon your soul’s pallet
too long empty
barren and brittle
waiting longing
for the passion of love
to ignite it once again
your eyes
beg beseech my own
to warm your cold
colorless frigid heart
wrap it in crimson tides
hold it close
heart to heart
the two made one
your eyes
invite me in
and
close
the
door
.
.
.
