The heart is a locked door
guarding old secrets.
The heart is a policeman,
walking the beat.
The heart is a tightrope walker,
skirting the edge.
The heart is a wind,
scattering the fear.
The heart is a teacher,
unlocking the door.
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The Traveller and other poems
PoesieThe Traveller and other poems is a collection of story poems, haikus, villanelles and pantoums.
