Secret Room - Poem by C.J. Heck
A little room within my heart
has a door that wears a star
with a weathered name emblazoned there.
This is where you are.
It's not a large room, tucked away,
but where my soul can see
just where it is in case I need
a precious memory.
The door is safely closed now
for a time that's yet to come,
but when and if it does,
the door will melt away, my love.
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