Open the door, old gateman,
Open your garden to me;
Your wrought iron black spear points,
Deny me shared ecstasy.
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Oh, that's a great one David, seeing it another way but in the end coming around. Hats off for this delightful piece of work.
In the city of poetry, good poem, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This is fantastic David! Ahh how I miss you....