just because

and just like that the door opens
in my heart like a book
never closed it swings on its spine

you can read me like
a diary
or a postcard
secret stowed away
in a shoebox
smelly and old
but somehow the words
have a way of stealing
your eyes like a ladybug
flying                                    o
acro  s  s       the   m e a d    w

and everytime you open
the box or the book
is because your eyes light
bright like candles in dim night
and soft and glowing
your smile naturally lit is
mine.

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