Divorces, separations, widowings
Happiness, empty, closed, reserved
Dead, never touches the eyes, alone with company
(Kissing without saliva)
Brushes the heart but never enters
(Fond but not in love)
Doors are locked
Keys are hidden
Under the mat
In the lamp
Underneath the rock
On the back porch
Reminders
This house is ours
Not my own
Happiness, empty, closed, reserved
Dead, never touches the eyes, alone with company
(Kissing without saliva)
Brushes the heart but never enters
(Fond but not in love)
Doors are locked
Keys are hidden
Under the mat
In the lamp
Underneath the rock
On the back porch
Reminders
This house is ours
Not my own
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