speaking to your heart
my eyes, two trembling pilgrims,
take off their shoes
*
evening delivers
this quiet invitation—
begin again
*
though I closed the door
the world enters
through the keyhole
*
at my table
serving wine
to the empty seats
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Nice encounters. #2 is the encounter that speaks to me the most, though a glass of wine would be nice too 🙂