Standing on the stoop of your heart,
hand poised above the doorbell,
hoping you’ll open the door,
hoping you’ll keep it open.
March 15, 2017 by Rosemerry
Standing on the stoop of your heart,
hand poised above the doorbell,
hoping you’ll open the door,
hoping you’ll keep it open.
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