HOME, Imelda May

 

”What is love?”, you ask

My head spins, recallin’ every song Story, word, and glorious things I 

ever heard

Every cliché rings in my ears Like a bell announcin’ the birth of a new day

Or the death of yesterday 

Depends on how you hear it 

I haven’t a clue

So I ask love, ”What are you?”

Love replies

Can’t you feel me? I’m here

I’m he one holdin’ your hand, remindin’ you not to forget me

I’m the warm feelin’ in your belly When you don’t know why

I’m the ache to the core when one Someone sways to the other side of a vibe

I’m the tingle on your skin when It’s Touched by the tip of a thrill you can rely on

The knowing, when your eyes meet eyes that recognize yours

And hold you, loose enough to move freely

But tight enough to never let you fall

I’m the breath you take in and let all the way out to the end

When you’re held and your shoulders drop into arms You flop that feels like a blanket of truth

And wrap you an sooth you To the moon you thought was in the sky

I’m the backbone that holds it all together

The vertebrae stacked on top of each other When it’s all gone pear shaped 

and wrong

I’m the bitin’ on your lip keepin’ it zipped Swallowin’ words that could 

wound and rip apart

I’m choosin’ kindness over bein’ right

I’m the fight in you when you don’t know how

The life in you when it’s gone right out

I’m life when I’m near, 

hope without fear

I’m nothin’ fancy in a world drippin’ in gold

But a beautiful jewel never bought, never sold

And when you open your heart and let me in alone

You’ll know who I am, because I feel like home

 
 

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