Novalyyn

The door was closed I peered through the peephole Shook your hand through the mail slot And we talked, and we laughed I opened the door a crack - why not? It was easier to talk and to laugh And it was sunny on my porch I stood in the open door frame Smiling, you accepted the snacks And I finally invited you in You said no I told you what a nice house it was You leaned in and looked around And you smiled and said no My porch is nice, though It was fine if you didn't want to come in It was fine It was fine It wasn't fine Why wouldn't you come in? I swept and I mopped and I cleaned And I gave you more treats and told myself it was okay I