I built you a home in my heart
like a bird nests in a tree,
you nestled your way in:
nesting, building, capturing.
I built you a home in my heart
like the flowers make waves in meadows,
fighting every element:
growing, blooming, capturing.
I built you a home in my heart
like the stars gather into constellations,
painting galaxies in the darkness:
drafting, mapping, capturing.
I built you a home in my heart,
just like the one you made for me in yours:
warm and inviting;
just like you captured my heart.
Apr 25, 2013
Apr 25, 2013 at 12:46 PM UTC
I built you a home in my heart
like a bird nests in a tree,
you nestled your way in:
nesting, building, capturing.
I built you a home in my heart
like the flowers make waves in meadows,
fighting every element:
growing, blooming, capturing.
I built you a home in my heart
like the stars gather into constellations,
painting galaxies in the darkness:
drafting, mapping, capturing.
I built you a home in my heart,
just like the one you made for me in yours:
warm and inviting;
just like you captured my heart.
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