gates

how do you open

those gates?

in your eyes

in your chest

all of you

in inhabitance

you stay

with me

when just existing on my own

in my own

silence

covering the rocks

of time

the children of you

the wonders

you invite

showers of a heart

a hand

awareness

beneath my skin

these gates

of ours

be my home

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