She, My home - A poetry:

Our dream of
having a home
where we could
fit ourselves
as we do
in our hearts.
The home where
walls are the
echo of our voices
saying "I love you".
The home where the floors
are our dreams,
where we'll walk together.
For me
Your heart
is a place,
I live there.
when you breathe
rapidly,
I feel
the storm inside.
When you cry,
I feel all the pain.
When you smile
while looking
at my pictures,
I feel happier.
When you read
my poetries
and feel love,
I feel all the love.
We don't need a home,
We could travel to
each other's heart
and will find
many places there
to live, together.

~Praphull🖤