I want to go home.Where my heart is safe.
Where my feelings are valid.
Where my voice is treasured.
Where my thoughts are thought in peace.
Where my solitude is valued.
Where touches are sweet..intimate
..kisses not stolen, hugs big and warm.
Where tears are not overlooked, never overlooked.
Surely it’s home when kindness is law
And love is king?
Where trust is preserved…
Isn’t it home where no topic is taboo?
Where conflict produces resolution?
Where silence is enjoyed, not used as a tool for abuse?
Where love is requited, appropriately?
Where the music made is beautiful.
Or beautiful chaos.
Where everyone is enough.
Where it is all enough.
I need you, home.