This morning your house hugs me tight - the purring fridge the drying laundry your smells lingers on my fingers today your four walls hold me This morning your house hugs me tight Fried eggs and hot chocolate on a bar chair the yolk spreads, reaches for my skin I lick it absently This morning your house hugs me tight I dance in your kitchen I wash the dishes I sing softly I cover my eyes in search of moonlight I duel to death with your bookshelves - have at thee ! This morning your house hugs me tight I’m alone and I can rest bodymind wrapped in your pajamas and a million panoramas extras And when I lean from your sofa, I wander a fairytale-like forest. This morning your house hugs me tight My eyes devour it all, toddler-like - candles, makeup, avocado leaf My mind fully engulfed in your light I laugh, I heave a dizzy sigh of relief This morning your house hugs me tight - the purring fridge the drying laundry your smells lingers on my fingers Your keys jingle in the door, Your teeth through your smile - You came back home to me. -Louise Dejour-Chobodická