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  Come Back Home

  David Kwaku

  Published: 2011

  Tag(s): love "love story" romance poetry poems fantasy "short story" "short stories"

  It was days of smiles before she had gone away, far from home, far from my heart. I wait for her return, if I hold my breath for the days that she been away, I would die knowing she took my breath away. She is something of an angel, her mood was like the stars, always bright, and like nature she was for real but hard to believe such exquisiteness exist. My wonder woman, I'm always wondering when she will come home, her eyes was off colors hidden in an abstract painting, rose lips blossoms from the raising of the sun, a creation dip in perfection. Her light dark skin was smooth, and slick; when she touches me she reaches out to my soul. Her past was her strength for the future, her imperfection in this world was the secret. A secret only my heart understood. She was the better side of me, a queen that has found my lost kingdom. The occupier of my empty home, her presence makes the birds tweet, her voice a harmony I long to hear. In the mornings I would wake up having that feeling of being loved, wishing I could call out to the world and let them know she loves me.

  It kills me to know you are far apart from me, I remember the days you missed me, like the sun I needed you near so I wouldn't be alone, and I will have a purpose to keep on shinning. You cast away my fears and drown them in the ocean of love; your words are elegant, humble and certain to make me sway into a paradise. You were the missing element that I needed to initiate a spark that will light up my candle of love, the dream I needed to chase away my nightmares. A fairy tale of reality, I cannot believe she's in my world. Her smile makes me smile, she whispers to me so only my ears hear of her innocent voice. The world is at war, I fight for your love to stay with me, if I must be shot let it be the bullets of your dearest affection. In the garden of roses, you were the rarest, my purple rose, heaven did not announce to me of your arrival but there were fewer stars in heaven, I'm glad you landed onto my heart. Even if you don't want me tomorrow you left a mark, I will be thinking of you wherever you are.

  The thoughts of you makes my tree of rage fruitful, you have put together the missing pieces and solved the puzzle to my heart breaking love. I cannot paint your picture with strokes of perfection I'm scared I may ruin details of your beauty through my careless ways and I may take forever just deciding where to begin. Do not cry for your tears may wreck my ship and drift me into sorrow. I wish that I was an angel so I may have wings like yours so we may fly away like love birds, we can sleep in the sky, clouds as our pillow and stars and moon as our lambs. Rearrange the stars so they may spell I love you. Now that you are far from me, all I can do is cherish our memories and be happy for our times together, I have now put aside my pride and admit I do not want to lose you.

  My shooting star, where are you now? The Clouds rain emotions of your love, each drop nourishes the seed sow into my heart, and it sprouts. On my knees, with my arms open, looking up to heaven waiting for you to fall into my arms, how long will it be? If I must wait forever, will we be together? Even if it's just one day, will you come to me? I pray each night so that God will remember me as he chooses you a king, I may be a slave but I hope I'm worthy of being a king. I'm still speechless; it's a mystery I seem not to be able to solve, I cannot lie to you for my heart confesses the truth. It is autumn and you still haven't returned. I wait in the mist of hope, trying to find the path you took. Lost in the deep cave of confusion, your name has imprisoned me in a maze, as much as I shout your name it seems like the tenderness of my passion cannot grasp your heart. You know of my name, you know of my past, my vision of what I want to become, hugging onto you so I can feel your heart beat against mine. A rhythm matching mine, if you have found someone else will you be a portion of me? A twin in my existence.

  From the same author on Feedbooks

  Mind Of A Youth (2010) This poetry book 'Mind Of a Youth' is about the different emotions I and other youths have experienced and also the way we see the world today at our age and we know that it is not going to change unless we change.

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