Capaciousness

She saw you standing in the doorway. 
The practicality is wasted, must you know, 
And all else stands aside enchanted, 
Sleepless nights and taffetas and marble
Cannot quite replace the once-forgotten
Fervour. The other saw you contemplating, passionless, 
A February that was all it took for algid pricks
And all the other words to stand aside. 
Make way for your standing, watching, hypocrite.