Welcome Home, My Dear, Sweet Lover-Boy
Welcome home, my dear, sweet lover-boy!
Each day that you were gone I held my breath.
Love waits behind a chain as cold as death,
Crazy to embrace its long-lost joy.
Open now your arms and my life save!
More waiting will my aching heart destroy!
Each moment gone is like an empty grave. |
| Nicholas Gordon |
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