The Return

Returning, every time, to his arms
Returning like the light of the sun
He fills the spring-time air
as he slowly touches my hair
Returning home from far away
Captive and restless
on that strange day
Returning home into his arms
What a delight for those apart.

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🌻Mary, just a soul scribbling stories in the language of poetry. Here, in my corner, I put life into words with a sprinkle of wanderlust.

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