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My Home

I miss the taste of her breath
hot like June
her lips ever so parched
in search of a relief
that can only be quenched by the rain

She holds me softly
yet I feel her clutching my heart
her eyes are a reflection of the sun
she whispers so gently
and I know I cannot fall apart

Oh not when I'm with her..

The way she sways
so gracefully she moves
and her beauty takes my breath away

She is warm like the fire in a hearth
don't let your flames die
you are my home
the very place I wish to rest my eyes
I could lay here forever
under your stars
one thousand summer nights
A million reasons to never leave
to never wish to die..

She is in my soul
she is in my heart

and as I hear the drums play
I taste her breath once more
I feel the heat of a fire in my soul
the very flames that brought me
to life
oh I am so alive

And I am home..
fieryangelsouljia
Written by fieryangelsouljia (M6rr6g6n)
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