my love is home
I sit alone.
to the naked eye.
Inside my heart
you are there.
they can not see,
what you mean to me.
So, they see me sit alone.
They can not see the love in your eyes
nor can they rejoice in my happiness
For I sit alone
I know ,my heart is my home.
You are there with me every hour.
I have given you,my very soul.
If only they could see,the wonder of my life.
The care taker of my soul
Then they would know
the heart of my home.

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