Introduction to the Room...

How do I say to the room that I have entered? but with a whisper of the toes.
My hearts conveys friendship and my smile does it once more.

I don't know how I found this room. but it bore a moment we both share.
Connections in the betweens, weaving back and forth.

such as love on a blossom or a sorry now drown out.
The Complications are welcoming, so the door never shuts.

Anticipation in my thinking and now I miss her touch.
So as the toes whispered gently in. Steps shout, now left behind.
Leaving space with forward progress for those forgotten to come in mind.