Home

She feels so warm and safe
With his familiar scruff scratching her face
And his lips kissing her neck,
His face buried against hers
But she knows she'll have to leave.
And perhaps he's getting uncomfortable
With her hot breath leaving mist on his neck
And her hands raising goose-bumps on his spine,
But he just pulls her tighter
Like she's someone that simply was not made to be let go.
And she feels home.