when the gateways
in my heart line up,
when I feel safe
and seen,
that sawtooth edge,
the life-shaped key,
clicks tumblers
one two three…
channels clear
love is freed
to flow with ease—
the magic trick,
the sleight-of-hand
is not to lock again

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions

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