Before the door shuts

My door is open and in comes a breath bringing dazzling, sparkling stardust. It turns and leaves and I rush after it to the door, saying thank you thank you, please come again, and I wave farewell.

Before the door shuts, in comes another breath tinkling the wind chimes, bringing an exquisite music box playing a melody I never heard before. It turns and leaves and I go with it to the door, saying thank you thank you, please come again, and I wave farewell.

Before the door shuts, in comes another breath filling my room with the most beautiful flowers and the fragrance of honey and icing. It turns and leaves and I follow it to the door, saying thank you thank you, please come again, and I wave farewell.

Before the door shuts, in comes another breath…