Saturday, March 27, 2010

You bore into me the sweet scent of familiarity
Of a place I once known
Of a time when my soul was free
It is to me the place where there is no other
Where my joy settled once before
A place where people touch, where people smile
Where people continuously mingle 'til nightfall
You resemble that moment I set out to find
And I thank you for engaging me in a little dance
Of what I remember, and of what I am happy to see
That this place still feels like home to me.