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Searching for Home

Everyone wants to be special to someone
when the heart rests it feels at home. Home
is not a place or a space. Home is found
in a safe face, a warm embrace. The safety
of a mothers touch. The strength of a fathers
scowl. Loneliness encompasses a heart that
love has vacated from. Endless is how love
feels, restless is how the heart feels when it's
unsure of itself and where to go. In my loves touch
I will feel the relief of 10,000 tears, in my loves arms
I will rest my fears. At the end of my life's journey I will
return home. I will return to love.

Written by Telitha Floyd


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