Home soon

I want to come home, you.

Instead of heading to a house,

alone.

I have all practical things

And things I need

None compared to drifting asleep

With you next to

me.

Dreams could be fallacies

All more reasons your actuality

Is my hunger I always will

Need

Filled.

And politely I ask silently

with same eyes

that undress you

With intense want to give

Pleasure,

Stay tonight.

And morning sunlight

Feels different with

Your warmth

Clothing my naked

Body in kind.

Hearing you breathe

You are still asleep

My soul knows

What it feels being

whole, alive.

Delicately I kiss,

Forehead, closed eyes,

Your lips,

this is more beautiful tha ...