Screen Door
Standing in silence
I anticipate
But abate reaction.
I'm waiting for timing;
For attraction.
Wind is chiming
On the outside portion
Of the patio.
Behind the screen door
I mean to say,
"You're the girl
I married in my dream today."
But my words unfurl
Further astray
Until they fade away
As an unheard piece
Of my recent dismay
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