Behind closed doors


Take a seat

Sit comfortably,

Pick up a book

Make yourself at home

Can you see me through the telephone wire?


I am waiting for your call



Get lost,

Between the pages

Fall asleep


Dream about those pages –


I wrote for you



Leave that seat-

Come into the other room

I am here, waiting.

The curtains are closed.

No one knows what goes on behind closed door-



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