Locks

I have closed the doors
Shut all the windows too
There is no way what I keep will leak
There’s no way for things to go out of control
Until I see you on the doorstep again
effortlessly opening up all the locks
I feel some strange tingling sensation
slowly touching my inner emotions
What you’ve done to me was beautifully painful
and I’ve reassured myself I don’t need pain
Yet you come with fragility and innocence
and all your admirable presence

I will curse myself when I find
all the doors and windows wide open
Because with your touch,
I’d willingly destroy my locks

AB – 11.2.15