My Home

Home is in his arms.
The sweet, raw scent of him.
Life, love, and promise.
No lies or deceit, just understanding;
making the best of what we have.
Just us two, arms entwined and bodies aligned.
All we have in this world, each other.
And what we create together.
Our eyes, earth and sky, fixated on a common goal.
He holds me up, with his feet on the ground and my head in the clouds.
Giddy, restless, impatient. Never once imagining
that life could be so sweet as this.
Two thousand miles is not so far,
The day we said those words,
my heart took up residence in his chest
Though we are apart, never alone.
He is my love, my pride, all things beautiful in this world
His calloused hands bearing the years
Of struggle, and sacrifice, and pain.
I would not trade him or change him for the universe.



Since it is two weeks until our anniversary, I guess I've got the right to get all mushy :P