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She. Is. Home

Home is where she is.

By Samantha GailPublished 6 years ago 2 min read
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I have never felt at home

Yet, with her, I am always home

No matter where I may be

I am always home

She smokes cigarettes like they're life support

Keep on living babe, keep on living

Kissing her I taste her lips and the pack she has smoked that day

I kiss her forcefully just for a taste of a cigarette

I don't smoke but I suppose that is the closest I'll ever get to smoking

I inhale her like she's my last breath

Slowly inhaling like taking a drag

Eyes closed

I want our souls as one

Her smile can light up all of the biggest city if you look at her long enough

Her eyes shine brighter than the moon and stars

I love the moon and stars

She is my moon and stars and all of the galaxies combined and more

The dimples on her cheeks

Oh how I swoon

When she smiles I just can't even

How she makes time freeze like the world was meant for us and only us

When I look into her eyes

Words don't compare to how I feel

Caressing her skin

Soft as the softest thing you have ever touched

Every curve of her body

Fingertips exploring the surface

Down the length of her body

Back to the top of her head

Perfect

Perfect

Perfect

She is the most beautiful architecture I have ever laid eyes on or imagined

Everything placed perfectly among her

The freckles on her shoulders

How the dimple on her right cheek is more visible than the left

The angle of her jawline

How my hand automatically ends up there because let's face it I am a sucker for amazing bone structure.

Her hand fits perfectly into mine and our eyes meet standing up

Thank fucking gosh because after years of looking down on people I can finally stand up straight and focus on her beautiful blue eyes.

Her laugh makes me want to tell jokes forever.

Forever.

Forever.

I never knew love until she walked into my life, sat in my car and said: "Are you going to look me in the face?"

I never knew love until she started looking at me like I was the only thing that mattered. Like I was the last thing on Earth. The most beautiful and precious thing on Earth. Like I was the Earth, stars, universe, and everything in-between.

She is my home

She is my everything in-between and beyond

She was my everything in the past

She is my everything in the present

She will be my everything in the future

She is simply

Home

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