I am always thinking about your hands and your light. Your tree veins and your roots. Your dirt and your laughter. You are thousands of miles away but you are the closest thing to my heart. You are the sunshine that is reflecting off of the full moon and I want that light to be wrapped around me. Come home and let me touch your skin. Come home and let me be love next to you, running through rivers, climbing trees, smiling at strangers. Come home.
Emery Allen (via emeryallen)