Home Can Be

Home is not a lie nor the truth Home is never in the glare of the streetlights Home can't be the moonlight in your hair Home won't be when I'm high in her arms Home is not when fantasies die alone Home is not the fireflies and sparkling water Home isn't within my dreams of rose thorns Home is when loving hurts like drowning in illusions Home is always within my mother's suffocating embrace Home will be my father's bitterly sweet praise Home is when my mind melts into silver stars Home is when my masquerade burns down in flames Home will forever be the river melodies Home can be when I finally close my eyes