Home…
Where is home?
Is home in me…in you…in us?
Home is a feeling of mutual trust
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Home…
Where one feels most comfortable
and where problems always die
Is home the place where angels fly?
Home is not a place…it’s a feeling
a bond by two hearts searching, feeling
home…
…home is where dreams begin and never stop
home…
If I sink into the deep abyss of my subconscience
maybe then we’ll have room to breathe
with tiny images of blinding me with what could be, or could have been,
you are closer than I realized.
And even in the darkness of our subconscience
two strangers can find room to fall in love
and call it home.