opening the door
to your heart
you let me in
there we shared
precious moments
and then you left
i waited patiently
for your return
as the warm fire
slowly reduced itself
to a few dying embers
in the darkness
i heard wind chimes
speaking of a truth
one as bitter
as the winter wind
to your heart
you let me in
there we shared
precious moments
and then you left
i waited patiently
for your return
as the warm fire
slowly reduced itself
to a few dying embers
in the darkness
i heard wind chimes
speaking of a truth
one as bitter
as the winter wind
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