I saw you standing at my door, looking like you did before,
before you went away.
Unkempt hair, lazy grin, a dimple in your chin
"Can I come in?" Your smile as slick as sin and I wanted to give in.
I held the door, held my breath, held the image of your face.
Returned your smile, and said one word,
"No".
I started to close the door, you started forward and stopped,
was it my face, or yours looking back at you that startled you?
Either way,
I let him close the door for mummy.