About last night…
Again, was some emotion
flung open beneath me
when I rang? It was
still early, maybe,
so I climbed up
I climbed up
the flights of steps
to her. She leaned in
the doorway less dressed
than when we had
said goodbye what
seemed like only moments ago.
It seemed like only moments ago.
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