Wide enough

It’s a pleasing room with
something of a view,
There’s someone else
in the house,
We have engaged
in instances centring on
need,
I’ve closed my door,
Out in the house
a creak shadows a step,
A cluster of creaks implies intent,
As is usual at this time of night
the steps and their
Shadowy creaks come to a halt
outside my door,
I delicately unlock the door,
Hesitate before opening it,
Listen for the breathing,
‘Yes?’ I always say,
and open the door
wide enough,
Only wide enough