As I sit back and stop to undress
I often wonder lonely moon
Where are you
Will you be coming home soon
gosh I sure do miss you
I miss
the way you use to
hold me
caress me
massage my body
sing to me
recite beautiful words
soft melody to my ears
make love to me
Yes
I miss it all
At times
I look to the sky
to change your vernacular
Hoping the stars would
bring you back to me
Baby come home
because
I need you
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