Home

You should be here...on the way to the Southwest,
relaxed, confident and full of rest.
Your days were numbered, in letters bright,
I would count them down, every single night.
Thinking, praying and wondering why,
this happened to you, such a anguished sigh,
comes from my heart, my mouth and soul,
a gap that with never fill or fold.
It dawns on me, was it too hard,
to change your life, the other part?
Did you see what life had for you ~
all the options that your heart and other areas
wanted and knew?
You can have all that you want,
no matter the cost, the damage or loss.
You see, there is no shame in wanting and needing,
your heart is your heart and should be made as one
entire entity no compartments from lust, to love, to fun.
Come home now, know that you are loved,
your entire person, the man, the soul and libido
and all else above.
Love ~ we ask, is it really possible, something so sweet
and most precious to touch.
You made it real, the language, feelings and spirit
as such...
I want only you, no other man,
please do not suggest, this woman, it is who I am.
My heart is not open to any one now,
your memory alive in all that I vow,
to love and cherish the time that we had,
I honor your gifts and will smile and be glad.
Please come to me and place your heart in mine,
know that you are safe and accepted for all that you are ~
the thoughts, the desires and feelings complete,
you are whole again, and you are home in me.
Come live here and never, ever be alone,
live inside me, let me take you HOME.

You are always in my dreams sweet man ~

Love, Gianna