Shut the world with wooden doors
Shut me into your prisoner arms,
Frozen away in snow teared mountains
Freeze me in your eyes of wonder,
Let your kisses torment me playfully,
Firewall my thoughts of sleepless nights,
Timeless watching of fired warmth,
For the angry fires whisper to fragrance wood,
Dying slowly in tears kissed by time
Embracing that swelter till midnight’s shut,
Sink my mind and paralyze my heart,
Drip fantasy into oblivion laced in words,
Run fears of futures in bewildered minds,
For I shall be locked from this world,
And banished in eternity into yours,
But only in the log cabin of ghostly loves.
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