18) When Darling Comes Back
Extract his nectarEmbrace his flowers
Welcome him with open arms
Run to hold his bags
Look in his eyes
Feeling his heart melting as candle between mine
Striking his hair
Wishing he was there
Crying upon his shoulder
Playing with his fingertips
Giving him a dig in his ribs
Confessing that life was empty without him
Whispering through his ears
That his love is so dear
Is what am planning to do when my darling returns and beams.
Poetry by Amanda K
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Written on 2006-10-01 at 20:20
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