Open and Shut

Twenty years have made me fortyYou still have that faceI kissed itIn the kitchenThat first December party-Under watchful eyes, a luridLust- we kissed with open mouthsBehind the open cupboard door,Shielding us from the worldThe opening to our fallingAnd I saw in your faceMine, in twenty yearsAnd when we closed the cupboardEveryone knew it.