Long Way Home

Long Way Home


I'm looking for the path
to take me home
for the first time.
At the end of the path
will be a house
in the country
with porch all around,
maybe some honeysuckle
tangled in the fence,
two dogs,
a cat or more,
some chickens
and you
on the porch swing
wearing nothing
but perfume,
a smile
and a blanket.

You greet me with,
"Hey, Darlin'
I've been waiting for you
here in Paradise."