Blinds drawn shut
From the outside looking in
As if to enter the hall requests a pin

Shades left open
As though the house forgot
Or maybe planned to lead the soul to rot

How could one know
Walking a path to Rome
That the journey wouldn't end in a home

*
A window cracked open
Words leaking through
In language familiar, yet always new

A door unlocked
The chance of love not lost
Through even set plainly, there...