I am home
The ocean is wide as these troubles,
That our children are yet to be faced with.
The ocean is warm as that I cannot remember,
Yet that which almost froze me to death.
The ocean is deep as this love of not this pain.
Knowing this my lady long looking at you,
I cannot help but wonder,
How deep your heart if not love might be,
How much pain you might leave me with,
Should you not find pleasure in your stay.
Maybe should your stay be desired elsewhere.
Where you too might desire to be.
However if there is what I can do to keep you.
I will do that and more to see you stay.
However it is in one's choice to stay.
A precise prophet predicted in his books,
That a woman will free a man.
Here you are.
You have given me freedom and beyond.
For this I am grateful and beyond.
Someone said a man cannot do without a woman,
Yet I can do without a woman,
However I cannot do without you,
Yet you are a woman,
I guess I cannot do without a woman afterall.
For this even if we were given a thousand years,
To live still this love would live throughout,
Then remain in the air after we're gone.
A father fell asleep first before his child.
While a mother sang a lullaby to their child.
We are children after all.
Let me grow old with you.
If you cannot then let me grow young instead.
With you.
Some things do not belong in some places.
So for this if it is not I you are ever with,
Then come home.
For the dust of land cannot rest upon the clouds,
But upon land where it belongs.
You are my dust as I am your land.
If I am not home then you have none.
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