It is not a place
But a state
Of mind
It is here
Within me
And has a name
It has no more fears
But just a choice
To accept
It is a name
I left alone
Near a sea shore
When lust became
A fading image
In black and white
And the ordinary
Became celebrated
Within me
For I gave it
That same name
Just to remember
That every lock
Can be unlocked
And every name
Can be kept
In secret
September 4, 2017
© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2017
