Poetic Haul #005 : Home

I woke up to a vivid memory,
a sweet ecstatic memory
of how you stare at me with that smile,
oh that sweet, captivating smile

in my mind it's still clear,
the way you hold me so dear

come home, hurry back home
turn these memories into melodies
you know you make my heart sing

come home, please hurry back home
dont make me turn into a memory
come home while im still waiting