The Door

 
A million stars Pouring from night The lantern burns Fractured shadows Crickets sing in black Air and joy, air and joy Today love rolled down the mountain Like clouds billowing round your kisses The storms of Spring enrich with silver Upturned hearts of early flowers The freckles of Summer on your cheeks Speckles of pollen on gentle petals Soft as velvet floating to the shore And in the heat this moment of rain When the flowers sighed and cried I love you, I miss you to now pouring clouds The minute the rain was heard to sing Like crickets in Mediterranean night The second the mountain emerged From the body of the storm its embrace Wet, and warm, rolling in pleasure Dark and tumbling in a collapse I would make last forever So the stars sighed as clouds cleared And met again the sparkling earth While the rains danced away together And left memories of you at my door When you said goodbye And when you came back in once more

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