The farther you run
The closer you come
It's all in your eyes
You yourself cannot suffice
So come on back home
Through the gardens of Rome
Through fairytales untold
Through subtle and the bold
I know you won't be lost
Just scurry through the frost
I'm waiting tonight
in the depths, at the heights
Just come back to me
You've wandered too far
I ache for us to meet
Search with splinters in my feet
Don't make me ache anymore,
Just come back, oh, I need to know where you are.
YOU ARE READING
I'm fashionably late to loving myself
PoetryThe world would be dull if love, poetry, admiration, zeal, passion, and romance wouldn't lace each strand of our heavenly web. I spill my heart on this one love letter to the entire humanity. In a faint voice though, soft enough to hear only when yo...
