Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Connor Thompson Aug 2016
The Rock Who Loves You:
As obscurity clouds, rays of light shine on my face.
Thoughts of your love to return to me. Return to:
Where you belong, in my arms.
Where you belong, in my heart.
Where you belong, by my side.
Where you belong, holding my hand.
Bewilderment grips me every time you disappear.
Why are you not here?
I want to hold you again,
feel your warmth, notice your breath,
listen to your giggles.
I want to show you it’s going to be okay.
O.K.? ****. It’s going to be just swell, just awesome, & just wonderful.
Why?
I am your strength, your rock, your love & your heart.
Within me you beat,
I want to come home after work and feel your love, watch it grow for me, efflorescence & expand.
I want to watch your wings wave in the wind, knowing you’re my angel.
Feeling their gentle breeze as it cools me in the heat.
Where are you? I love you. I want you to come home where you belong resting in my arms, offering your smile, knowing I am your strength, your rock, and your unchanging, steady stream.

— The End —