Breathless

Breathless-

she stops,

at the door.

Placing cold hands,

upon a bent railing.

She inhales sharply.

Her heart fights,

against her chest;

pushing to escape confinement.

She steadies,

her overexcited body,

with a force of will.

Her nerves join,

the fiasco.

Jolted forward,

as she thinks of him awaiting her.

With a shaky hand,

she reaches for the chipped doorbell.

–Zane Castillo

Zane is a published writer who has had poems and short stories published in various literary journals including Timbooktu, Hello Horror, and Every Day Poems. You can contact him at zpoet19@yahoo.com.

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