Please be home, my love
For my eyes are tired from drenching.
My heart is hurt and my mind is in agony.
That in every waking hour and before my eyes are closed,
Comes a never ending torment of missing you.
Yes and yes and yes!
I miss you and that's always I think.
That is always I feel.
And that is all I always recognize.
Please be home, my love
For I fear of never seeing you again.
I am afraid. No! Too much afraid of never holding you again!
I fear every second of your absence that sometimes I refuse to sleep, fearing one day this will become forever.
Please be home, my love.
Please be home because I am frightened.
I am afraid of the thought!
Way too afraid to not have you in my arms again.
YOU ARE READING
LOVE in WORDS
PoetryThis is the Second Book that I am working on for someone who has been a part of my life long before he realized it. The content is basically love poems that I occasionally wrote under pressure on some unexplainable time. Hahaha. I want to share them...
