If you'd let your walls come down, then I could walk right in
To safely store your secrets, confess your every sin...
If you'd open up the latch, secures your steely gate
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Brings to mind a picnic in a secluded meadow... sweet summer breezes... sitting beside a pond while dragonflies nip at water's surface and the cattails sway in the softness of summer... a very wistful feeling all in all...enjoyed this much.
Nice words with sweet thoughts. Thanks