You are Home To Me

My fingers tough your cheek,
up near your temple, trailing down your jaw
softly, on stubbly cheeks or smooth.
You are home to me
and I love you.
Your eyes laugh and search,
beautiful eyes,  that go right through to my heart,
you see me and still love.
You are home to me
and I love you.
All the days that I walk,
and we talk, and I dream (in this dream).
you take me there,
and with a pinch of salt,
you love me well.
You are home to me
and I love you.
Hold me in your strong arms,
so I can sigh, with peacefulness.
Adventure with me, us,
we walk together.
I don’t ask if you will go. I know.
You are home to me
and I love you.
These rough hands I hold, calloused from hard work
(I’d heal them with Kisses if I could)
gentle on my skin,
as an angels touch, when they meet my cheek.
You are home to me
and I love you.
Once,
then again, then again,
we made our promises,
I want to give you, every inch of who I am,
the best of Love, Passion, and Devotion.
You are home to me
and I love you.
It is my utmost effect, to convey
my joy in finding you, in my arms,
you are One on this planet, for me.
Still, and I have not forgotten,
I love you.
And you are home to me.
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