Open doors

Standing waiting pacing
Peering out windows
Ticking in time
Percussive ache of heart
Noise all else silence
Pensive
Anticipating
Even furbabes watch
In wonderment
Excitement contagion
Tilting heads towards
Open doors as latch
Unleashes the wind
She comes in
For a moment we are
The only ones
In the world
Thinking the same thing
If only this wasn't
Also the way they leave
Me alone again
Their body warmth leaves
The air a few degrees
Easier to breathe
Tucked up to nose at night
Lips sigh
Eyes still savouring
The sight of them
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