Home: A moment!

In my opinion,
The purest emotion is the one
When you look into
That person’s eyes
And your retina glows.

Yes, exactly that moment
Which you secretly wish
Doesn’t end, because you know
That feels home,
Even if it’s for a few seconds it’s home.

Home,
Nope, not four walls
Packed with bricks
and sealed with cement,
But a home,
Which has roof of trust
Sealed with a kiss
Wrapped in a hug,
Where you satiate your craving for bliss.

The place, moment, person, shade
Where you are free to make love
To your fears, scars, and un-healed parts
Home, you see is not
About what you watch,
It’s probably about
How, you feel and be.