Home

I desire home
Desire left unattended.
Fleeting moments
Of nostalgia.
Strengthens the desire

In my dreams,
I can almost
Attain
Homely comforts.

Awake I’m afloat,
My mind a thief,
Abyss is home.

Sleep I crave,
Just a glimpse
Of home sweet
home.

To wake,
With a shed
of hope.
Of finding my way,
back home.

Lucy Looloo