Feeling you is like coming home,
such a familiar touch.
The smell of your hair
and your breath on my cheek,
the sound of your whispers
in my once shattered ears.
The warmth of your heart
as it beats next to mine,
green glowing and growing,
creating a temporary universe
within both of us.
"There's no explaining
why we feel love,"
you said, and there isn't,
but we can tell
when it's there,
even for a moment,
and that is the moment
I live all life for.
That is this moment
that feels like coming home.
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