As easily as right keys turn <br />the tumblers of a lock <br />we kiss each other as we burn <br />with equal love, and shock <br />the people who have different views, <br />and lack imagination <br />to understand, despite the clues, <br />our secret combination. <br /> <br />We’ve crossed too many bridges and <br />so many have been burned, <br />there’s no way they can understand <br />the lessons we have learned, <br />which really doesn’t matter since, <br />unless our hearts turn cold, <br />there’s no need for us to convince <br />the ones who’ve not been told. <br /> <br />12/9/05<br /><br />gershon hepner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/right-keys/
