Home Is Where the Heart Is

Home should be bliss, a place we can rise to awaken each day with clearer eyes. A structure, a room or arms wrapped around someone who's heart calms beyond bounds. Home can be anything that speaks to your soul, a safe place to go to with no usual role. A haven to allow yourself to be you, no guards enclosing, only grand views. Undress your alter ego that you put on for the others. Naked and raw you can walk uncovered not smothered. Lay your head on my shoulder, rest until you sleep. Inhale my body scent dream until you weep. Home is where you feel at ease and your heart hears love. Home is nothing but a place fitting like a baseball glove.