Alien

There is no other place I’d rather be than in your arms… You holding me and I you… What sweet joy can there be than to know you are loved.

Though I am in a far away land,

I own nothing,

I enjoy what I can.

I find the beauty in the things most take for granted.

This land is not my home,

None of it belongs to me.

Though I enjoy it, use it, walk in it…

It is not my own.

I do not belong.

I am not at home.

Try as I might, it will never compare,

It will never come close…

To being with you.

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