Home From Work Poem by Ryano ; ,

Meeting me with open arms
Walking through the door
She kisses my tender neck
Unsure of what it's for

She wraps her arms around my ribs
Dabbing another peck
Settled in a standing sleep
Head nestled in my neck

I thought there was a reason
For which I hadn't learned
A working day in loneliness
Feels like nothing earned

Turned out there was no reason
This was all to say
‘I'll make sure you never have
A lonely working day'