Like an urgent *** on a winter's day
Like an expelled guffaw as I turn away
Like a released church **** as I say the amen
Like a line of poetry as I reach for a pen
Like the first slice of steak from a full warm plate
Like a longed for kiss at the close of our date.
That's the pleasure I feel with you on the phone:
The hope, the promise, of soon being home.
Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 4:40 PM UTC
Like an urgent *** on a winter's day
Like an expelled guffaw as I turn away
Like a released church **** as I say the amen
Like a line of poetry as I reach for a pen
Like the first slice of steak from a full warm plate
Like a longed for kiss at the close of our date.
That's the pleasure I feel with you on the phone:
The hope, the promise, of soon being home.
