Some day
I hope
I’ll find a place
Called home
My reflection
Sweet in your face
Your deep whisper
Slipping through
My hair
As we do every day
Beauty in mundane
Someone to come
Home to
What you like
And doll faces
We talk all day
Come home
To me
Come on
My love
Come home
To me
And I’ll be fine
I can be
Yours
Losing sleep
In the best way
This time
It’ll all follow through
With you
I know
I can be
We
Stumbling together
Reading the signs
Playing all the cards
Rushed in
Heart first
So tired of the same
It’s so hard
To find
A love like in
A place called home
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About the Creator
Soft Duckie
Poet and artist living with my two dogs in Arizona. You can find my work on https://www.redbubble.com/people/fisheisley?asc=u.
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