As I move my head backjust a few inchesTowards the open doorI see her face againBefore I continueDown the hallwayInto the awaiting day.And for an instantOne magnificent instantThere is pure joyDancing in her eyesPirouetting along the curvaturesof her tender smileThat powers the morningDrive and strips away the mundaneWork and ordinary tasksSo that when the evening sun returnsPainting the horizonWith hints of lavenderAnd laughterThe closed door opensAnd I find myself againin the overwhelming presenceOf the face of love