My Boomerang Heart
That night before I left for foreign land
the moon seems sadder,
As the night crickets cry louder
Flyer flies hide among the wet grass
Why hide, why hide,
But like others, before me
I had a dream, while I was awake
I saw sally, I saw Brad,
I saw a vision, of greatness,
Go quietly, a dream
This time it wasn't a dream
But my king heading to the elevator,
My heart was pounding, or was it unfolding
When would I see him again,
What made us fall in love.
Natural high, natural high was it a safe high?
Love can be addiction, unknown to most,
Should I go and retrieve it or wait
And see if my boomerang heart, can bring him back
I will stand at my front door, and see if my love
Would Land on my doorstep,
I always love to tell him, how my day went
When he calls my name, I get hot
Even when it cold, and there he is there being hot,
Is he man enough for me,
Just prays that he always smiles for me.
Copyright © Annie Lander | Year Posted 2021
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