So much to be done
Pulled in all directions
Like I’m the only one
Sorted out the problems
Got them all on board
No one there to back me
With all the problems I sorted
My world was really spinning
Hanging on to my control
Till the moment I get home
And you totally take over
You massage my body
My ego and my mind
Tell me all will be okay
You are a great find
I give myself completely
Into your loving care
Grateful that I’m home at last
And that you are there
You complete all parts of me
Your soothing words and voice
Know just what I’m needing
Makes my heart rejoice
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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