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"Her Smile Was A Keyless Door"
Her smile was a keyless door
That opened magically once these eyes slipped
From the lingering shadow where she stood before.

That smile, an act of curves and lures.
That smile she took with her
Always down the unhappy nook of my
Grey-foliaged woods where grew
The darkened trees from the seeds of misery
Is now withered into a mere slit.

Sleep now calm among these lipless faces
Of complacencies and contentments.
How being voiceless could these mushrooming faces
Speak so loudly of lovers that lie abed
while ahead in the grief-columned clouds
terrible fates embrace?
Are happy days so lonelily recalled that
Murdering lovers gaze upon these treacherous skies
With blood in their tear-drooped eyes?

There never was any columns holding clouds
Nor was there feelings of guilt,grief or gaiety
In mushrooms,lizards,cactuses or other leafy crowds
Under Nature's neutral husbandry.
All goes along without any afterthought
As rain that washes plaited hills and plains
Where mother, tyrant, and saint in one is contained.
Rain that rampages, mothers and blesses the plots
On earth where after the storm,life and all else remains.

The voice that hurts is now heard in silence still
As inexplicable frosts on brooding tropical hills.
These lips were ravenous ants devouring staid carrions
And touching as their hearts do cross
Palsy shakes my riddling mind.
I let the stakes enter my flesh as she double-crossed
The love that would prove my most gravest find.

Lost in the wilderness of your
treacherous tongue
I taste the sonorous sound of
your lies wildly sung.
And all these while dreaming how soft
Her child-like feet treading intrepidly
On waters cool and pure.