well that was the initial plan, but apparently this become a scattered space of my inconsistent ramble and incoherent mumble. I write my heart out, I throw my anger and frustation, I jotted my hopes and dreams, I record my random thoughts here

November 30, 2011

take me home

take me home
to his bedside
take me home
to his heart
take me home,
my darling
for I am tired of wondering
please you take me home
and we shall unfold history

take me home baby
as your finger traces those fine hairs on my face,
we shall unweave the rainbow

take me home sweetheart,
bring me back to you

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Home, let me come home, home is wherever I'm with you
Home, let me come home, home is when I'm alone with you..
-Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros