If Home is Where the Heart is
Homecoming Challenge
Held in your tight embrace
Offering warmth and a quiet peace
Making jokes, telling stories
Eliminating my troubles with ease
Inhaling your scent
Synchronizing our breaths
Wanting to linger in this moment
Here with you alone in our bed
Earnest in our intimate connection
Remembering our uncertain beginnings and
Every obstacle we have overcome since
Victorious and happy
Empowering each other
Reaching our goals together
You are my everything
Opener of possibilities I could not foresee
Unyielding in your support and love
Awesome is your presence
Remaining a safe place to return
Eternally and thereafter the place I call home
About the Creator
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