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Knock, Knock

by Marc Peraino 8 months ago in love poems
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It's we.

Knock, knock.

Who's there?

It's me, he said.

And it's me, she said.

I hesitate and anxiolate.

I say I'm not home.

I believed they would leave.

Knock, knock

Who's there?

That guy? That girl?

No, just me, said that guy.

And just me, said that girl.

I don't know what to do.

I freeze myself in time.

If eons pass, do you think they'll just leave?

Knock, knock.

Who's there?

I can't take this anymore.

I open the door

To find me and only me.

I would've waited indefinitely,

But I'm so glad you're finally home with we.

Knock, Knock.

Who's there?

It's we and only we.

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Marc Peraino

Short fiction and poetry author in Honolulu, Hawaii.

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