Day 1658, standing still. Day's pictures, Poetry I open the drawer with one hand holding a picture in the other of you standing in a doorway ~ I can not see if you are leaving or coming in ~ I only remember that we were there Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related