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He Comes Looking For Me

He’s not big into romance
Or in expressing how he feels
But when he wakes, and I’m not there
He comes looking for me

He wants me there beside him
When he has his cup of tea
And if I’m in another room
He comes looking for me

He comes back late from work
And if my face he doesn't see
I hear his footsteps come near
He comes looking for me

Do I wish he were more romantic?
Do I wish he’d go down on his knee?
Yes, but I’m sure that he loves me
For he comes looking for me.

Eileen Manassian Ghali

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  1. Date: 11/15/2012 8:12:00 AM

    What a tender poem. Very nice!

    Ghali Avatar Eileen Ghali Date: 11/15/2012 8:21:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Awwwwww.....thanks Jon. I treasure that adjective. You're very kind. :)