Keys

You walked into my heart
Like you’d owned the place for years
The keys in your pocket the whole time
Like there wasn’t a decade of dust
Covering the floors
Like the doorbell was set to your chime
Pulled back the drapes
And opened all the windows
To let the light come streaming in
I just stood there in the middle
Of all that quiet empty space
Wondering where the hell you’d been
And how you knew the address,
How’d you have the keys
To walk into my locked up heart
As if you’d owned the place for years

~ aurora winddancer

I know that there is a new song in this one and I haven’t finished writing it there’s more to add. There’s a melody in my mind that I hear with this one. I’m looking forward to composing its completion.

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Aurora Victoria WindDancer

Poet, Priestess, Songwriter, Singer, Mother, Mystic, Magician, Music Maker, Tantric, Teacher, Student, Aspiring Author, Playwright-In-The-Making, Ritualist, Thespian, and writer of esoteric musings about Life, Love, The Universe, and why people do the strange things we do.

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