All day like a muse she is in my thought
The imagined embrace, a stolen kiss
An embrace as two become entwined as though never separated
The car stops I go to the door but it  isn't home anymore
Inside I go and shout I'm home, but no reply I'm all alone
Then in the kitchen she stands and stares as cold as ice her ****** flare
I look forward all day to her embrace as I did for many years
Alas now I'm nothing to her
You should come home to love not war, warmth and love and be adored
If they want you as you do them, then all else in life can be repaired
When it went I didn't see but all was lost and no more here
A lesson learnt in pain and sorrow
I won't come home tomorrow