We And I Poem by Crystal Korzinsky Chambers

Can you see it
The door - there
Partially ajar -
set in the wet
grey wall.
Climbers lain from fall
Their bones -
a warning call.
Heavy Ivy surrounding
the casement -
damp of heavy air.
Crispness lay -
beyond it
-the visage byond the door.
I can see it
through the sliver baring
the secret
beyond its ghostly frame.
I wouldn't bother - were I you
You can't open it further.
It will not sway -
the hinges illusory
It does not open more -
push we might, wedging
our fingers through.
We are stuck to this side -
only Beauty made it through.
We and I held hostage
the key never known
The secret kept silent
that beauty calling home.
'Come. Aren't I beautiful? '
'Aren't I all you've wanted still? '
Hedges and fountains beckon
Urns flaunt their virgin fill.
The door, it does not open
Though kept
from being shut
The knocker heeds
no secrets
its mouth
forever mute
the hinges will not open
the dreams
beyond the door-
are one way reachable.
The secret -
I know, no more.