YOU'RE MY RESTING-PLACE
by Sunday B. Fakus
My heart bleeds for you
Hoping to receive from you
My soul pleads with you
Willing to hear from you
My body yearns for you
Wanting to feel your presence
My hand longs for you
Reaching out to touch you
Tears overrun my eyes
And fill up my face
Chills flow through my feet
And take over my space
Since you?re gone
Nothing remains the same.
This has now made me know that
You?re my only resting-place.
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