New Doors Poem by Sam Hughff

New Doors



He stares,
those intense eyes;
such blue eyes.
In return, I stare.

And so I am sucked in,
to the very depths of his soul.
What I find I cannot tell,
for it is too dark for my eyes.

Each touch makes me soar,
each smile crash to the ground.
When he speaks, I hear not a sound,
for the song in my heart,
never ceases to roar.

Once again I gamble my feelings,
the heart that's been broken too much.
Once again I bury old sorrows,
and open new doors from his touch.

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