my home

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I have an undying desire
To someday lie beside you at night,
Miles from all the empty places in my heart.
I want to hold your hand in my sleep
and know things are alright.
You could see the world through my eyes;
I want to take you to see the Tower District
In Fresno, California
To see all the lights of the little street,
the people in no hurry.
I want you to see the place
That makes my soul sing in languages nobody knows,
Meet the people
Who planted love in my ribcage,
and let it bloom
like a primrose in a darkroom.
I want you to know who I am
When I am someone else.
I want you to see the little murals and paintings along the streets,
The nameless people in coffee shops and thrift stores,
The lanterns down Olive Street in the evenings.
I want you to see downtown,
Where my heart lives.
My love, my life, my past..

My home.

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