the janitor

There was a janitor standing on my gate

When
there was a cloud of light
lightning flashed on your eyes

When
there was red, as red as blue
eternity danced in your sighs

The janitor standing met my mate

When
there was a janitor on my gate
my indoor life did steal your feet

When
two hearts took opposite turns
my child re-read “lay them straight”

The janitor indeed was in search of the gate