Thursday 7 August 2014

Presence

You feel like home
Like maybe I was lost
Before you held me
In your gaze
You feel like spice
Like maybe I was bland
Before you seasoned me
In your arms
You feel like fire
Like maybe I was cold
Before you ignited me
In your dreams
You feel like presence
Like maybe I was dead
Before you remembered me
In your heart
You feel like home

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