Just Wait

I closed the door as softly as I’d stroked

My feet,

Shaped by decades, centuries of time.

I’m illuminated by prismatic light,

For a little while at least.

Murmurs echo and collide.

Now I’m standing outside in the cold.

That chill doesn’t go away.

An unwanted dog tethered by his owner,

nothing left to offer.

The frigid air reminds me of when you left.

There’s a softness in my memory.

One thing remains the same though,

Just wait,



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Dalaney Blottenberger When I Was With You

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Heather Moseley In the Wood