Love Is At The Door Poem by Russel Grawols

It started softly
Very lightly
It knocked on my hollow cage
It silenced the storm rage
I felt a warm wind hit my soul
I felt my eyes widen
My bones crack

I kept my doors closed
I slept with deadbolts on my hands
I used to do those things
I was afraid of everything
And nothing

I had let someone in once
They burned the walls
Broke the vase
All of is easily traced
The lines down my face
My heart

Then I felt you
Then I heard you
You broke my lonely bones
You shoved your hands deep
You brought me out of this sleep

It was a knock at my door
You told me you would do your best
My soul did confess
I was scared
I was nervous
I was ruins after a love storm

A knock came to my door
It was a love unlike before
We patched up the vase
We repainted the walls
You even filled the cracks

No, you might be different
You would never be the love before
You looked me in the eyes
How could I ever deny?
A pounding in my chest
Love is at the door
A different one than before
You broke my cold bones
You had eased open my locks
Better than before
I'm warmed by you
Love is at the door