Wishing, hoping, waiting
for you to call
can't wait until we see each other again.
I can feel you inside of me
your heart is beating
you are so very sad.
The distance is getting next to you.
You want what you can't have for now.
Hurry up, hurry up!!!
Time is not making the heart grow fonder.
Time is breaking an already wounded heart.
The flight is too much for my pocket.
The train is too long for my soul.
The bus is too crowded for my thoughts.
I will be home soon!
I will make love like you have never felt before!
I will leave my imprint within you.
You will never desire another...
Coming home soon,
Yours.
by Nicholl McGuire
http://spiritualpoemsbynicholl.blogspot.com
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