Born in a windstorm

” I feel like I was born in a windstorm and the dust has only begun to settle” – C’estMIRA



Home is where your heart is

I know that the stars do not shift when  we are together.Nor does the moon strengthen its pull on the tide, For we are nothing and no matter how much we acquire much of what we do shall be without consequence

But when I am with you, I feel that I am doing more than just existing

In the hollows of your chest I have found peace.How is it you are so thoughtful, even while sleeping your body sings to me as you inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale

Maybe this is the meaning of home