Homecoming Poem by wardha jawdat

as the sun
gathers up his entourage
of warmth, bliss and gold
and shakes off the din
of morn from his cloak
i feel the familiar longings
stir in my soul.
as the moon
yawns prettily upon the horizon
defining herself and shaking down
her crumpled velvet gown
of midnight blue,
she dusts off the stars
and they scatter wide and far
glimmering like forgotten gems
upon the plush satin
of a warm, soft down.

i can sense you're homeward bound
i can trace your gentle face
amongst the constellations
and feel the warmth of your love
tempering the cool dipassion
of maiden moon's glance
....
you come to me
and gather me into your arms
and in that one moment
i
cease to be
as my form fused to yours...
we caste
but a single shadow
upon
the threshold

when youve lived with and loved someone well enough to hear them speak even in their silence..this is for then