The half-opened heartA Poem by Jason-Bella Moon
That vague shadow of you still appears.
The door is half open, darkening any light that bleeds in.
If your silhouette wasn’t just a dream,
I would shut the door on any promise.
But that door is real.
The light; the shadow, true.
One day, you will walk right through,
And finally meet me, on the other side
Of your heart.
© 2008 JasonReviews
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