your ******* scent mixed with traces of your cigarettes
reminds me of a place called home

as I pull your sweater over my head like I would familiar sheets over my body
shivers that once ran down my spine cautiously fade away as I sense comfort in my surroundings

and when I look in your magical eyes I feel homesick for a place I haven't been
a place that I'm only just now exploring

my eager finger tips glide over your skin and I am hungry for more of you
my paradise
I feel you in my bones
I breathe you in

I remember every mark on your skin like it was my own
if home is where the heart is
then I have found mine in your arms