Waiting for you to return from work,
staring through the window, thoughts
drifting aimlessly like scattered clouds,
this day was long and not very secure,
I got lost among too many thoughts and
and ideas, I can’t wait for you to anchor
me to your view of reality, can’t wait to
see the sparkle in your eyes, deciding on
vegetables and cottage pie, ice-cream for
dessert, going for a stroll, visiting Juliette,
seeing Werner also; please come home,
I don’t want to float like this, between
moments that sparkled and died and now
life needs a new infusion of enthusiasm,
I can’t wait to hear your voice and join
you in your choice of subject and ideas,
I hear the door opening - you are here,
gone all my loneliness, gone all my fear,
it is delightful when you return unto me~
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