If you make yourself quiet and really listen
You can hear her slight breath on the other side of the door.
If you make yourself very, very, small and silent
You can feel uneven wind on the floor where it skirts her feet.
On the other side of the door.
She acts like someone you should already know
Even though you have never had the pleasure
As she slips away ahead of you always, always,
Winking and nodding at what it is costing you to follow.