Sep 2014
Long day
And I'm broken
Into small tired pieces of a person
Until I see you
And all those broken pieces
Melt together
As I walk through the door
Into your heart
And I'm home.
And I'm broken
Into small tired pieces of a person
Until I see you
And all those broken pieces
Melt together
As I walk through the door
Into your heart
And I'm home.
For my wife
John Prowse © 2014
John Prowse © 2014
(Yorkshire)
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