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today someone asked me what home was,
and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue,

the flowers sprouting from your mouth,
the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers,
the ocean echoing inside your ribcage.

the fire can't touch me, for I have burned one to many times
and the sea can't harm me, for I've been drowning all my life.

oh, but you,
darling you could rip my heart open,
for I have never known a love so intoxicating.

i love you as you told me the greatest thing are to be loved,
in secret, between no one more than the shadows and the soul.

yet still here i am, yearning for you.