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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