Hurry Home
Pictures and paintings of you are etched into my soul...
Your kisses are forever on my lips...
The touch of your sweet caress, I beg for more...
I close my eyes in my cold empty bed..
Memories of you are entwined in my thoughts...
Which helps me get through the darkness till the sunbeams finds me...
Hurry home...
Copyright © Donal Logue | Year Posted 2014
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