As invisible as air,
I idle near the door,
Hopeful for a brief greeting
From your burdensome feet.
In and out,
Never forgetting
To step on my very core.
I wait and wait
Knowing that someone
Will eventually have to come,
Forgetting that they'll just as soon
Have to leave.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 4:04 AM UTC
As invisible as air,
I idle near the door,
Hopeful for a brief greeting
From your burdensome feet.
In and out,
Never forgetting
To step on my very core.
I wait and wait
Knowing that someone
Will eventually have to come,
Forgetting that they'll just as soon
Have to leave.
