Every minute that I wait for you
I will be longing for your arms
for the solace of your comfort
for the tenderness of your lips
While I am driving home
I will be wishing to have arrived.
You may not believe it’s true
but I always long to be with you.
Hey Shawn! Thanks for stopping by my blog- I’ve read a few of your pieces and look forward to reading some more…see that your an English teacher – that’s pretty cool- I am as well…if you have time please tea my excerpts from Puddle Deep- my narrative describing my experience as a teacher wrongly accused by a billionaire in Vergara vs. State of California. Love to hear your thoughts…thanks! Anthony
You can tea them or see them- maybe drink some tea while you read? Thanks…
I could have edited corrections, but I was being a good host. 😉
You’re welcome here! Hope you enjoy looking around and I’ll be popping in to see what you’ve got going on, as well!
Guess you have to fight them off with a pen and keyboard…
and the occasional ‘teacher look.’