My Dear Love,
Come home to me.
Away from all that hurts
Away from all that hates
In my bossom, Love awaits
In my bossom, Love abounds
Springing forth from deep within,
Deep where no eyes have laid
Like a new plant budding from Earth's own bossom .
My Dear Love,
Come home to me .
Away from prying eyes that scorns
Away from hissing tongues that spite
In my eyes, there is truth that stands
In my eyes, there is comfort that stays
Like the sun that warms, thawing the ice in your heart.
Searching your soul,
And patching holes of light ...
♥
Heya Dearies,
It's a new update. I want to hear your thoughts on it, while you're at it, please do vote.
And oh, I hear the wattys is closed for the year so I can not enter. Hope you enjoy it 😊
Love,
Paris ♥
