i came home to find
our bed sheets tussled in a knot
the way we'd left them
when we untangled ourselves
and climbed out into the world
where we share each other
with the world.
i came home and smiled to find
our little home untouched and perfect,
a fortress tucked away in plain sight
where the world cannot touch & pry.
& i can't wait 'til you come home
from your labored, juggled day
& hold me in your arms
away from every other thing.
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