Another Clew

Hey there Mister Voyeur, -
You’ve got that look in your eyes.
It’s been a while since it graced your face.
A pure fascination of a love beyond the sky, -
A curious and mysterious gaze.

You see, I don’t see with my eyes;
They’re merely mirrors that I look into.
I’m focused on something inside, -
Looking around for another clew.

I say Madam Lovegood;
You are a singular kind.
You’ve got a heart with a chamber door.
One peep through the keyhole
Says a lot about your soul,
And all the pleasures that you have in store.

My love I don’t live in my heart;
It’s just a room with a magnificent view.
I’m fumbling around in the dark, -
Feeling you out for another clew.

Copyright MMX ~ J.S. Hazelwood

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