Door Is Open Poem by Manonton Dalan

Door Is Open



was i dreaming when
you planted cheek-kiss
whispered 'sleep well'
have i heard your heels
drawing tiny circles on floor
cat following can't catch up
you left yours wrap on chair
airing its sweetness, i think
pretty kitten's print. a pink
i will wake soon to see then

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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