Home

I look at you with inquisitive eyes,
You look back and I am lost.
You take my hand and pull me to dance,
All of it feels like trance.
We sit in the midst of the crowd,
Oblivious to the noise around.
I look at you yet again and you look back,
This time it dawns upon me,
that home is not a place
It is a person and lost I am no more..
You are home!


Today I feel homesick as I put you down in words
I think we know why..
If only we had tried!