Your Swinging Door Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Your Swinging Door



I answered with love,
you questioned
with anger and pain

I held you close,
but your eyes
failed me again

I told you truly,
as my wishes
dropped to the floor

Your smile my captor,
my heart
—your swinging door

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July,2016)

Monday, July 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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