It's hard to put the key in the door
Sometimes you don't know what you are looking for
Hoping for something that you might not find
Wanting something that feels so divine
Every pull feels past your reach
You tug on the **** like it is a ******* leach
Punctured on your inverted spine
******* out all your insides
For the soul you thought you kept
Before your play write ego had ever left
Dancing to the story you never told
Meditating for it to unfold
You find yourself down the narrow steps
Following though with every breath
You never knew just what you would find
Accessing miracles that are past your time
You hold them like blessings that have been brought
To you My Dear, my precious thought
That became more that I could ever dream
Through the Holy fountain we found our means
And through that old and wicked door
We found what love was really made for
It is the that shallow path that brought us here
I went through every thing I had ever feared
I found the tunnel of a sacred path
I solved every puzzle, I did the math
I gave up almost everything
I cut off my tongue to hear you sing
I wanted this for eternity
But the door has disappeared,
and I lost the key