home

home is where the heart is...
home is all i think of
colours...or so many colours to choose from
my mind is fuzzy and clouded
ideas are floating everywhere
my home....oh how i cant wait
to make the house my home
to put my own little magic in an empty space
a space filled with potential
home is what i will make it.....
dreaming, eating, thinking, googling, youtubing...lol....
exited, anxious, anticipating,
my home...my very first house....
for i am no longer a property virgin
i have given in to the temptation
and oh how much it feels Good.....
its last more than a few minutes
these feelings in my being....
home is all i think of
home is where i will be....