The Locksmith

Ah, the locksmith our secret keeper and thief, how can we not give him our keys, Isnt he our safe? our saver too ?
Stay happy Debbie, nice poems as usual.....

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very cool poem. I like how you used a locksmith as an individual who could get to know someone, without getting to know you.

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I actually did need a locksmith the other day, lol

Time for a chastity belt upgrade:)  

Not sure how to respond to that, lol

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Interesting concept.  Perhaps criminal insanity in being head over heels?  Ha-ha.  What's great about this concept is that there seems to be an intense awe and wonder of this thieving disposition.  You guard your fears and secrets, but you want to let the locksmith in.  It makes me think of a duality between question and answer.  People can question too much, or not question enough, based on what they believe is the answer.  Such is a principle in balancing ambition and purpose in life.  The locksmith comes and challenges this balance in you.  You already know what you want, in acceptance, in that you're guarded, but you seek to know more, in inquisition, about the locksmith.  Maybe you don't know what to accept, and that nullifies the mystery of uncertainty, which even further causes an affinity to the locksmith.  Either way, you're bound to the locksmith's eyes, heh.  The whole premise of emotional atmosphere and feel of the metaphors and analogies of this poem reminds me of that balance.  Overall, great job as always.  Thanks for sharing!

Ok if I'm being honest, I did have to hire a cute locksmith, lol
But that is all imagination, but yes I'm guarded but I do want
the right person to reveal my secrets too. Thank you for all your feedback.

I kinda became fascinated a locksmith can prob get in anywhere, lol
Even inside my head, lol

Yeah, like I said, it was a creative concept, and it just reminded me of that balance because of the emotional situation, as well as the metaphors.  IDK why I made such a connotation.  Just my wild imagination, heh.

Nice job with the rhyming db... enjoyable write...

Coming from the stellar queen of rhyme 😊 I thank you!

True love like death visits like a thief in the night, a cat burglar, a cracker of safes. There is no one safe when it come to being the victim of love. Tight work Lady  

What a great comment, thank you!

Gotta be careful of those locksmiths!

😊 he's coming back
Maybe a part 2, lol

Great rhymes.. and captivating words.. but does he hold all the keys?  Maybe just the ones you're willing to let him unlock..??

Great question. I hold a master key, lol

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LOL.. and the masterlock too!
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