Rereading our emails before I turn in,
having you a million miles away, I try to focus on my book.
I hear your voice reading to me in my head,
your sweet slight voice.
My hand reaches for you in the empty space.
Nothing soft or warm tonight.
All I have is goodnight my Love, soon I will be home.
You are home to me.
(I stole that line from you.)
That what you fear the most could meet you halfway
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our final bow
i knelt
covering you
not in prayer
only praise
i whispered
thank you thank you
then
one
last
kiss
The power of prayer....
Rereading our emails before I turn in,
having you a million miles away, I try to focus on my book.
I hear your voice reading to me in my head,
your sweet slight voice.
My hand reaches for you in the empty space.
Nothing soft or warm tonight.
All I have is goodnight my Love, soon I will be home.
You are home to me.
(I stole that line from you.)