protection from those who want in
saves the paint on an old door worn thin
all I can see is this steel gray screen of mesh
and it fades my soul-sight
I try and try but still cannot see
the inside of this old house of antiques
anticipation grows as I long to open the door
but the screen is locked and hides the way
the handle is worn as I can plainly see
others have used it to get in without a key
I thought I had the right key this time
but still it will not work no matter how hard I try
Forever just a breath away from objects of timeless desire. Excellent.
Have you ever read, "Ode To A Grecean Urn"?
Vicky