Poem: So Many Doors

I can hear love knocking
So many doors, tapping and rocking
I don’t know which to open
Shall I try each one?
Or shall I just sit,
Close my eyes
And listen to a cacophony, to the beat
In rhythm with my heart so sweet?
Or shall I choose the one
Who says, I’m not saying goodbye
If I do, will I then laugh?
Or will I cry?
Will I be made weak,
Or be made strong, so bare?
Oh, oh, Knock, knock
Who’s there?

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