Homecoming
tapping on the glass of decorative balls
I was sorting through the flavors
trying to savor them all
slowing down for a moment to read the writing on the wall
saw your signature there, etched in ink scrawl
I wonder why it took love's haze to find my way
used to thinking with my mind, but the feeling's here to stay
falling to my knees like crescent clippings on the floor
I stare up at the face that I dream of more and more
your smile's a wet welcome
your body my home
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