the knock



She stands at the top step

Shifting her weight

Back and forth

Her fingers pull at the hem of her skirt

He breathing is shallow

She can feel the beating of her heart

The heels of her shoes

Seem fastened to the spot

Unable to take that last step

So that her hand is close enough

To the door

To knock

She rethinks


Wishes she was sure

Wonders if it is her place

To knock

If He knows she is

Waiting outside the door

And if that is why the light reveals

That it is partially open

Or perhaps He just

Forgot to close it

She feels the desire

To solve the mystery

Answer the question

Take the risk

And steps

Her hand inches away from the door


To knock….



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