Upon arriving home, the meaning is here.
It lays quite low as in a soft whisper.
Supported in love, I feel you near;
A buttress, our fortress from all fears.
I see you. I hear it oh so clear.
That churning is the making of
A love so dear.
If I could just hold and touch your face.
I’d cradle your chin and on your lips I’d place
Ten thousand kisses without pause.
I’d hug you; just love you
For this would forge
Our happy place right here or far.
Two hearts together
Surpassing moons and stars.
For now, I’ll hold our happy place
In my heart and wait for you to grace
My sight. Then our love would reach such heights
Surpassing all wishes. Let love take flight
As this yearning is a collection of feelings on hold.
Releasing love’s butterflies into our fold
Will burnish our hearts to shine like gold.
Unrestrained love at home remains their goal.
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