Written by themanbehindtheglassAugust 1, 2016 The Doorway/ The Interpreter The Doorway/ The Interpreter They’re like 2 pools of colour Staring back at me It’s like the expanse of space held within a snow globe So intrinsically delicate I always wanna be within eyes reach Just close enough to get lost Every single night. Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.