Home

I hold you in my heart

And in my arms you sigh;

Our chests rise and fall

In quiet,

Rhythmic,

Harmony.

Your breath hitches ever so slightly

As my fingers begin to caress–

Gliding down the valleys

Nestled in your back.

My thumb finds refuge against your neck

Gently stroking

Up

To your chin

Down

To your collarbone.

You grasp my shirt tightly,

Trying to hold on

To some semblance of peace.

I breathe,

Pull you closer

In a warm embrace,

And kiss your hair like a whisper.

A sweet promise

That we are our own

And yet,

We are each other’s–

A bond unbreakable

By life or death.

Your breathing slows

As my hand rests on your lower back,

Thumb brushing ever so slightly,

Painting swirls with the other–

Looping on your shoulder blades,

Trailing down your spine.

We are alone in this moment,

Two souls intertwined–

Touching where fingers cannot reach.

My arms surround you again,

And finally feel at home.