Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Come home


Dear John,

I'm waiting here on this glowing golden velvet. Waiting. Waiting for you to come. To see your face through the rain. I sit here silently. Excitedly. Smiling by myself with warm thoughts. And anxious flutters. Even after all this time, after all our long days together. This is what it is to feel, to embrace love. 

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