The Door

A poem about love, loss and personal introspection.

The Door

I fell into enchanted eyes

I filled myself with you

My paean, my pillar

Together, we rode love’s warm thermal

Winged to an Elysian field, lighthouse love

My soul, addicted

Collapsed,

I leaned, you embraced my fall

Selfless, upholding us both

I weathered you by my erosion

I silenced our love whispers

Evaporating me by shadows

 

You saw the door

You cloak yourself

Loosing Damocles sword, poised with your venom

Away, searching for superfluous abandon

A callous escape, simply closing you

You became everything in me

Beyond this door, you flee

Starving me of you

I hear you breathe

I smell you

I see the handle

Turned and opened

Lies my deepest sorrow

Too deep for thoughts, too cold to endure

Behind this portal, you

Do I live on this side?

You are me

Opened, inside, behind the door, is a mirror

Just me

Author's Note

love's undertain destination