such a door
could've opened
to a magnificent world
where bends and lines and such
were just right no matter the perspective
and it would've melded just so - as well
with us. as us.
and then there was fear
gaping big holes of it
sucking in everything that was perfect
so perfectly pulled away
it could've been beautiful
like the way your mouth felt on me
and purple smells sweet
and I wonder if you ever remember me
as someone you wanted
to be with
in that magnificent world
that could've stayed open