Where the heart is; sometimes a familiar place Most of the time has heartbeat and a pair of eyes A room filled with ray of hope; your favorite space Arms that wrap your flaws while you cry
Hands that touches your soul and make you whole Walls that protect you and make you feel safe A fire lit that keeps you warm when you lose control Thine soul who embrace and accept your imperfect shape
Solid foundation that carry your weight of regrets and mistakes An open door where you find the sense of belonging Dim light that brings comfort and stop your aches A warm breathe you will always look forward in the morning
Wherever that person go; it felt like coming home to a being Home isn't a place; it's a feeling