Come Home

My refuge behest…
Hie home now quickly!
The wall longeth to cradle thy shadow
And nurture thy sound and echo.
O, hie hither swiftly!
As the gale misses thy skin’s caress
While fondling the soft bereaved grass of thy quest…
Wrestles with longing…
Yearning to subdue thy fancies.
Long missed…
O, how I wish!
Hence oft I wish…
That thou comest home
Right now to me!