Home is where the lights in the city
shine as if they are inside of you
emanating from your stomach
traversing the spaces between your teeth
until they reappear against your lips.
Home is where the gates of the city
stretch out like arms
and cradle your shoulders
inviting you in to stay awhile.
Home is where the fresh snow
brings warmth
you could kiss the ground
you’ve missed it so much.
Home is the lover and the beloved
though you know you will see it again
you are never ready
for the weight of its embrace.