Home

She's not here,
yet I hear her.
I can't see her,
yet I feel her.
The phone rings,
my heart beats
and I just can't wait
to meet her.

I sit here
my eyes closed
pour my heart
on this damn blog
night is over,
moon is full
miss the woman
I adore.

And she's there,
on the screen
my heart beats,
my soul holds still
just another day
my love
just one more
and you'll be home.