Half Ajar Poem by Mark Heathcote

Half ajar the window is open,
Wearing your heart on your sleeve and face
I look through and find the real you
Framed in gold leaf, full of grace

Here, here next to the lemon-lime trees
I lose my own, culprit bitter mind
Listening to the wind chimes
Searching your eyes for what else I can find.

Oh a clarion of morning bird song floods my mind
And then you smiled.
Like an elfish kings daughter sitting on his goldmine
And then princely I too smiled back at you.

Now my heart has been minted both sides
With loves fleeting hammered beat, it fills my soul
Half ajar the window opens both sides
Now, now, my soul has-half-climbed heavenwards inside

And like jasmine vines, we both entwined.
And I took what was kismet mine all the time.
Half ajar the window is open,
But know I'll take one more what's mine.

Fully-opened and wear my heart on my chest
By those lemon-limes
I'll be listening to the wind chimes
Like one lucky elfish prince who found his goldmine
And more I'll fall in love with you.