Home is where my heart is. It beats there every day. It’s kept in warmth and comfort cuddled in that place. It is not the house where I live, not the town I came from. My heart is not given to many rooms and large windows. Nor is it found in a smaller home meant to simplify.
My heart is held in your presence and knows its place is there. I want only to hold you near and share myself with you. I know the place where I call home is when you’re there too. I’ve been designed, created you see, with a single purpose in mind. That is so I might be in love with you. I know that I could walk another path. I could drink my fill of the pleasures of the flesh. Or earn the praise of men for great things I might do. But there I would be a stranger in a strange land wandering away for you.
Peace is not an easy thing for men to obtain. Often war rages long before the hope of peace is gained. So it seems natural we’ve had troubled moments too. Love is the evidence that shows we’ve made it through. Your embrace is the truth that affirms my heart is home. Please hold me close and never let me roam. I want more than anything to know that when my heart is bound with yours I am truly Home.