My lost heart washed up on the deserted shore
You came along and picked it up off the floor
You became the broken rays of light
That fractured through the dead of night
Fighting through the crashing of the storm
Just to make your way to my shattered form
Our two souls collided in a desperate need to claim
Igniting the mirror of love from our beings, a twin flame
The city sleeps, passion forms a magnetic pull invading our space
Empty streets, the quiet night holds us in a deep embrace
The notes of your voice are music to my ears
The thrum of your heartbeat locks away my fears
You’re the divine star that guides me through the dark
A forever compass to lead me home on this journey I embark
Baby, home is not a house with a door to walk through
You see, home is you. Engraved in my heart like a tattoo.
- A.Stuebbe
Twin Flame

Very lovely poem about the love that makes a house a home. Thanks for sharing. Hugs 🤗 Joni
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Thank you so much for taking the time to share your thoughts on this! Very much appreciated.
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My pleasure, lovely work my friend. Have an amazing week. Love Joni
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