Plane Ride Home

February 28, 2016

I'm floating, traveling to a place I never knew.

Flying, gradually, to where chaos is so beautiful.

You're presence is so lovely;

The comfort of your love like a security blanket, which knows only warmth.

Your heart shines like a lighthouse and

I'm lost here at sea

With the twisting and turning waves that

Aim to prey on me

And swallow me up...

You never let them.

I'm not always sure why you tell me

"You're beautiful"

When I know I'm not.

I'm pretty and,

Resourceful and,

Good with words

That like to use my body.

I've never realized

Until now,

That you're my home.

Can I come back

Some time soon?

Because the ache I feel,

Pressing hard at my Rib Cage,

Knows how much you complete

Every sound

Every sight

Every smell

Every taste

Every graceful touch

That you present to me

With a bow and bright wrapping.

Feel my heart, baby,

And know that it reaches for you.

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