A barring portal between two worlds
The ultimatum of private events
To keep your love in and reality out,
The gate to thoughtfulness and deep discussion
Causing hidden laughter and elongated whispers
In the ears of lovers,
A shelter to the hole of dreams,
A red frame hiding the picture of life,
A quiet place and a simple hovel,
This brass sphere that loves and loathes
Locks and opens the truth in our hearts,
Every piece of knotted wood smelling of secrets,
Stairs to eternity and nowhere nestled behind,
No entry and free-for-all trespassing on a shimmering island,
A midway point between fate and destiny,
Such is the nature of a door.
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