If my house burned down,
could I rest my heart
in your mind?
Would you be willing to
provide me with comfort
and protection--
let me know
that you are
my home
and you will never burn
away
like wood to fire
never turn to ash
?
--; January 8th, 2014
I had something to say with this poem, but I decided against it. Maybe I'll edit this sometime later and add what I wanted to say.
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