You could walk right through the door to my heart
You made it
My heart
The door
The locks
You know what's inside
You designed it
What's working
What's been worn down
broken
You know all this
and yet You stand there as if I need to give You the keys
when You could just speak
the words You speak to part seas
and calm them
You still knock
and ask if You may come in
waiting for me to give You the keys
not so You can come and go as You please
cuz You'll never leave
but so I give my trust
my love
and You can claim my heart
as Your own
Your home
Knock Knock.
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