Friday 30 January 2015

Coming Home...

Your touches feel so warm,
Your smile looks so bright
You attends to me in swarm
You make things just right
To be with you in sky blue,
Is my desire and that's true
Something tells me all the times,
You are the one in my rhymes
The woman I can truly trust
Can't abandon you, to rust?
Coming home for you sweetie
Coming with your red bag

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