More Than a Home

I have wandered, lost

between brick and mortar,

each building a new realm

in which I was hidden, cocooned.

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I have been safe, by definition,

kept warm, sheltered under rooftops,

fed from a selfless pantry,

never needing, yet wanting.

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Yearning never fades, it strengthens,

craving, gnawing, festering,

a forever nomad,

living on the wish of a fairytale.

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Undeserving, feasting on good will,

an empty soul forever famished,

deemed selfish by self-definition,

until fleeing turned to martyrdom.

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You kept looking, found me

scavenging, afraid, carried me home,

never leaving watch, I couldn't stray,

a feral beast, you tried to domesticate.

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But you wanted the same,

more than structure, more than needing,

two souls forever wanting, searching,

entwined by a desire to keep building.

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I found my home in you,

in a fire slowly burning,

your passion was my kindling,

I will forever burn for you.

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Two units, thriving independence,

dependent when days grew colder,

a support to maintain the journey,

a haven whenever weary.

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I never wanted again, blissfully.