I'm waiting for your footsteps to echo in the hallway
But all I have is an incomplete heart, a barren home and an unreachable boy.
I'm waiting for you to make me your home
But all I have is an incomplete heart, a barren home and an unreachable boy.
I'm waiting for your arms to trap me in their strong embrace
But all I have is an incomplete heart, a barren home and an unreachable boy.
I'm waiting for you to splash my life with vibrant colours of your love
But all I have is an incomplete heart, a barren home and an unreachable boy.
I am waiting for you to heat this cold place with your warmth
But all I have is an incomplete heart, a barren home and an unreachable boy.
XxTanny
YOU ARE READING
Enraptured
Poesía° poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings, it takes origin from emotion collected in tranquility ° //William Wordsworth// highest rank: #93 in poetry on 28/10/2017
