Tuesday 4 March 2014
Home
A presence, an energy,
a love,
a note of a song
that calls upon peace. Home.
A breathe, a caress,
and a handmade
mug of warmth
. Home.
A gaze,
a hand to hold
,
an ocean to cleanse our souls, to open new doors. Home.
That's what
you
are to me.
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