whispering thoughts in foreign winds
your lips dry
maybe cracked
twister of tongues
foreign winds can cause
searching for meaning
in land not yours
Alone it spells
away from home
loved ones just thoughts
some distant life
an ache is born
when nights are lonely
rain can fall
even on star bright nights
so where do you go when home is far?
where do you when the aching is unbearable?
You close your eyes
and I go to sleep
I miss you honey
I'll be home soon...
much luv
Skinny
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