I Travel
I Travel
Out of town, out of country, is where I live,
home is a memory, longed for and truly missed,
hotel rooms all look the same, which place?
My life is somewhere else,
my work puts this on a shelf,
no balance is in sight.
Where is my wife?
what is she feeling, right now,
lonely, as I am?
So far from home, alone,
I miss you, naked embrace,
around your waist, my hands.
I love you, I always have, will,
worlds apart, schedules dictate,
when I will see you.
I will be home, in time,
I will love you, I promise,
when life allows me to.
(Stoic)
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