HOME OF THE FLOWING PEN
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Home Of The Heart
I close my eyes
And drift away
To a long ago time
A far away place
It's a place I know
If only in dreams
Yet it is so familiar
To my heart it seems
There is a home
That I see there
Filled with the warmth
Of love and care
Yet there is no door
To enter inside
There are no windows
To shimmer and shine
There are no rafters
To protect overhead
There are no rooms
For chairs or a bed
There are no hinges
No locks to seek
No hidden corners
To search out and peek
What is this place, you ask?
It is your tender heart
With doors open for me
Right from the start
No windows needed
To look inside
For your love is reflected
There in your eyes
No need for rafters
To cover our heads
I find my protection
In your arms instead
So I close my eyes
I drift away
To my home in your heart
I journey today
*~THE FLOWING PEN~*
7-5-04
And drift away
To a long ago time
A far away place
It's a place I know
If only in dreams
Yet it is so familiar
To my heart it seems
There is a home
That I see there
Filled with the warmth
Of love and care
Yet there is no door
To enter inside
There are no windows
To shimmer and shine
There are no rafters
To protect overhead
There are no rooms
For chairs or a bed
There are no hinges
No locks to seek
No hidden corners
To search out and peek
What is this place, you ask?
It is your tender heart
With doors open for me
Right from the start
No windows needed
To look inside
For your love is reflected
There in your eyes
No need for rafters
To cover our heads
I find my protection
In your arms instead
So I close my eyes
I drift away
To my home in your heart
I journey today
*~THE FLOWING PEN~*
7-5-04
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Home Of The Heart
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