photo by Leo Reynolds
on a winter's night
my eyes met hers and I recognizedin the mirror
The iron backbone
The guarded words
The arm's length
The just-one-more-day, Lord
...and tomorrow, again
When those you have laughed with
and cried with
and loved
and trusted
and let in the door
turn on you with all the serpent's venom
(truly, it's NOT theirs...)
it is hard to open the door again
once you feel you have finally
got it
shut
of them.
"To love is to be vulnerable" - CS Lewis
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