Jane

Jane

Come, my dear

Let me take you to an opened window of my heart

Sit by me, my dear

I will tell you a story no one has ever heard

The facts and myths of the known, and the unknown

The beginning and end of many more to hear

The construction and abolishment of endless things

Of meetings, fallings, breakings, healings

Maybe you would know, maybe you wouldn’t

Because this door was tightly shut

Many have tried to penetrate, but failed

Because this door, well it’s locked from inside

But you’ve been there before, even from outside

I think you didn’t notice you were there

Because your shoes left messy prints all over the inside

But now I’ve wiped them all away, it’s clean. It’s pure.

Have you ever wondered why I took you there?

How long will it take until you realize your presence in mine?

You touched my sheets, read my books

Remember how we made music together?

My songs are not clear, and many could not hear

It is engraved in silence, and to listen you don’t need an ear

I’m more than a canvas, you’d have to go deep through them

And once you can infiltrate the covers, I’m all yours to keep.

JK