Hopeless Romantic. Grounded Realist. Jaded Cynic.
Indignant Sputtering of A Recalcitrant Insomniac

homecoming
Sunday, August 22, 2010
could it be?

could it be that we're together again
that you're in my arms
after all this waiting
the sweet smell wafting around me
emanate, flows from your wheaten hair
silk touching, enveloping me is your skin
faint heartbeat I hear
come from the chambers of your heart?

Then take me,
hold me even closer
clip my wings,
I've been stooping too low

I'm yours now,
As you've been mine
always.

Posted by Sakura Kira Hikari at 9:50 AM |

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