home is where the heart
is
my heart is with
you
squashed
somewhere in your old pair of shoes
tired from the
distance
it travels
everyday
to keep up with you
home
is where familiar
lies
in the slant of your
eyes
and the recognition of your
breath
the memory of my
body
waking up
to the realization
that it is not
alone
it has the option of warmth
reciprocated
home is
empty
sobs ricocheting
while love
is quietly
beckoned
but refuses
to be
known
home
is the burden
of too much
security
and not enough
freedom
stifling courage
envied by weak willed
cant’s
too many to dos
stuffed in heavy pockets
keeping change tethered
home is
was
can’t be
wanted
tried
did not
fulfill
is
my heart is with
you
squashed
somewhere in your old pair of shoes
tired from the
distance
it travels
everyday
to keep up with you
home
is where familiar
lies
in the slant of your
eyes
and the recognition of your
breath
the memory of my
body
waking up
to the realization
that it is not
alone
it has the option of warmth
reciprocated
home is
empty
sobs ricocheting
while love
is quietly
beckoned
but refuses
to be
known
home
is the burden
of too much
security
and not enough
freedom
stifling courage
envied by weak willed
cant’s
too many to dos
stuffed in heavy pockets
keeping change tethered
home is
was
can’t be
wanted
tried
did not
fulfill