I’ve spun so many tales
Shared so many lives
In the confines of my own haven.
But these words
If these stories go untold.
I yearn to be in your presence,
Feel the warmth you provide
Just from being near.
Cleanse my soul
While I drink in your essence
Upon my return
And soak you in.
I promise to visit soon
And we’ll converse
In our own language-
Of whispers and secrets-
I’ll tell you of all my travels
And listen to your tales
Of everything you’ve witnessed
From around the world.
I can’t wait to see you again…
I’ll catch a glimpse of you in the distance
And you’ll wave,
Just like you always do,
Welcoming me home.
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“It’s so good to see you-
You look great!
More importantly, you look happy.”
You agree with a suspicious and silent nod
But a smile turns up the corners of your mouth
As you take a sip from your coffee
And the desirous heat from your mug
Accentuates your blushing cheeks
Instead of hiding them.
You take an exaggerated sigh in preparation
Then begin to tell me your latest story.