Save Me

Sore and aching,
my muscles crying out in pain.
Come on, come on,
where's my room,
just when I need it most.
Its becoming a desperate plea,
to salvage an already hurting me.

Save for the soul intact,
else its broken,
in and all and back.

Get me some comfort,
give me some space,
and maybe the warmth,
from your loving hands.
If you are only here with me,
to lay down the cure,
for my very plight.

Home has never seem so far before,
and the road so long before.
What's at the end of the trip,
feels practically out of reach.

Fatigue climbs with each tick of the clock.
Like a bomb waiting to explode.
We'll get it off soon.
I promise.

Send Me Something(SMS) Before the Next Day

Wish we don't fall short of time.
While the words still rhyme.
Add on a tasteful brew,
With rose petals that sooth,
Then a trip back home,
where we shall stone.
And awake to blue mornings,
a new day's calling.

Send Me Something(SMS) Goodnight

I came to whisper goodnight.
Hope everything is alright.
The day has been kind,
painted a beautiful picture in my mind.
Is yours just as nice?
Full of grace and gentle sunshine.
A smile on you there is,
with everyone looking pleased.
When would it be again?
Where we'll play and chase away the rain.

Thinking. -ing

Thinking about teaching.
Thinking about dancing.
Thinking of the classroom.
Thinking of the wooden floor.

Thinking.

Should not just stop there.