Your neck is my home
where I hang my highest hopes,
my deepest dreams,
my heaviest tears,
and my most passionate kiss.
It is where
my arms would find rest
in a long, sweet sigh
that prays the little embrace
will never end.
It is where
goodbyes are bid,
and hellos are welcomed
until words cease and escape.
It is a home filled with laughter
and light conversations
But also a catcher of tears
in time for the season
It is a refuge
where I am caught and protected
a safe place free of dooms and threat
sheltered in your warmth
as I am enveloped in your arms.
It is a hard-earned nook
filled with just us
A small private room
where I can only be with you
and ignore the rest
of the moving world.
It is where
time stands still
and so do we.
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