And My Home


When rage leaves you blind
and desperation reaps through your bones,
let me show you love still exists
along the blue scars of your mind.

Put your hand firm in mine,
let me take you far away from this world
of hatred, lust, greed and deception,
to the realm of the clouds, divine.

You are my cozy warmth
in winters, my shade in the scorching sun.
You are the air I need to live
and my home when I’m on the run.

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