I cannot wait for him to return,
With raven hair, and skin of gold

I cannot wait for his love tonoght,
With passion, and desire burning bright

I cannot wait for his sweet embrace,
That protects my loin, and keep me safe.

I cannot wait until he comes,
He showers me with perfect love,
And that is why i've come undone
The one who will return.

by christina henry

Comments (1)

i thought this was excellent, Christina. this & your sonnet you've put out today - so romantic. i dont think the last two lines fit in with this, however. they don't do the rest of it justice. good stuff, keep it up. Sus.