“Left open”

The waters climbed over my shores flooding my reins…
Windows and doors ajar, it flowed into my pear-shape portal
All twilight and late morning, never shut to your desires if you aspire with passion as fires unending…
I wait patiently, perhaps constantly, even presently!Left open to dancers in synchrony with the beat of my heart…
I wait patiently, perhaps constantly even presently!
That in moments of swiftly passing winds and fading stars…
I’ll find no reason to rage because I speak of truths from a meek and humble soul…

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