As I sit here
Alone, thoughts wandering
I long for your voice, your scent
Like a dog, awaiting their owner
Waiting to be graced by your visit
I sit and daydream of what's to be
I look to the Blue Sky as my mind lingers
How could someone so pure, love me?
A soldier to the King
Is all I've ever been
But now it would seem
This is a reprise
My mind is full
Of so many beautifully intricate words
All of which
I need you to hear, desperately
Comments2
Good write Ella.
Thank you so much!!
simply beautiful! what elegance
you've imbued in these sincere words
thanks for sharing & Happy New Year
Thank you very much ! This poem means a lot to me, and happy new year to you as well!!
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