Cedar and Steel
*My first attempt at a Sestina in two years so don't judge too harshly :P* Blue carpet tongues unfold Down the corridor I see in dreams Walls cool beneath my finger tips I search for you at the end of the hall Seven years late, I take my time Just a student late for Algebra Two I look, but never see you I should have turned when told But I love to love, I love to pine Love is never what it seems, not in life, not in dreams, not at all Much like falling asleep, I slipped Your door is locked tight like lips Cold air breathes out the bottom, cuts through Beneath the wood that stands tall And even a hand so bold Can't tear at it's seams Open the door or move time No act of hand or heart could make you mine Get the lock to turn, the metal to click But such stories are fodder for dream screens So let the movie play, and get me back to the life in which I'm enrolled I should thank the orange and blue cinder block wall ...