Come Home

August 10, 2016

Poetry

All, Love, Romance

Jo Vi

When I think of you
When the night is late
Your face is all I think of,
Your smile so sweet
Wanting you near
but your miles away
Dreaming is just natural
but not enough
Just come home to me
Where the bed is warm
and I’ll be waiting
When the morning comes
and you’re still miles away
Just come home to me

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