My Closed Room - Poem by jessica sparagowski
I live in my closed room
you live in yours
Our home stretches
an open courtyard between them
It is here where I have seen...
Nights, in silver spread of moonlight
Days unfurled with smiles of sunshine
Mischief of clouds as they drain,
and playful laughter of all the rain
Somewhere here we meet and talk
About changing cloaks of weather,
of seasons as they move from one
and merge into another
I take a dip in a shallow river.
and search those depths
where I can drown and everything blends
Our solitude floats, all boundaries melt
The rooms are there but the courtyard never ends.
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