by khadjahelaine
I miss home
I miss the way the tide kisses the shore
I miss the moist humid air
I miss home
I miss the sway of the palm trees
The chill of the breeze
I miss you holding me close as we lay under warm sheets in the darkness of our bedroom
I miss the sound of your voice, it bass reminding my heart that it’s safe

I yearn for home
A word that is continually being redefined as I grow
The place where I find love and family
Home is where the heart is
Well I find my heart with you
The place where I feel safest
Where I can most be myself
Where the shadows of my past and the hopes of my future meet
Here, they can reside comfortably
Home
Where I’m most at peace
Intimate moments become memories here
What happens here, stays here
I miss home
Home is where the heart is
Well I guess my home is you…

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