You are the light that guides me home,
a home that you’ve built with love
in your heart,
a home, that belongs to me.
I’ve built a room there,
made of poetry and words,
where, when the night strucks
the starlight enters, illuminating with adoration.
the walls are painted with the lightest shade of blue
i know, that’s your favourite,
and it reminds me of your love.
the roof is the night sky,
where the moon and stars accompany us,
never leaving us alone.
And there we are, in the midst of it
lying wrapped up in the blanket of warmth
comforting each other,
where no word is spoken
where wounds of distance
are healed with the embrace of hearts,
finding the home, where we belonged all along.