Coming Home
You said you'd be coming home.
On the paper,
I traced your words.
In my heart,
I felt your arms around me.
This letter, three days old,
Roared through my ears
like the plane in which you came.
I could sense your smile when you landed.
Before I could awake-
Before the sun's fingers touched my feet,
You were there.
Standing like a shadow against the dawn,
Watching my body rise and fall with every breath.
Without a word you came to my side.
Without a word,
I waited for you to come.
Sinking next to me on the soft sheets,
My skin like silk,
You placed a rose on my pillow.
It's blood tinted petals smoothed my cheek.
Your soft, warm fingers soothed my soul.
And I awoke.
Happier to greet the day than ever before.
With the golden glow pouring about us,
I felt the tenderness of your kiss.
Heaven.