Is he coming?
I wonder as i wait.
The doors open as if by a miracle.
The bang carries on as i stare.
the way he looks at me,
and i feel beautiful again.
I walk toward him,
though it feels more like gliding.
i melt into his arms
while he tells me he missed me
and im home once more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem