Yes I swing around the railing
at your house
almost swiping your double doors
the bottoms of my feet grace the
ancient tile in the foyer-

I'm home too
And when we leave-
I'm wearing shorts in winter
With an old
Fashioned camera
Strapped around my
Neck.

And I am home
breaking into an old Victorian with you
(Casually striding through the back door)
And I'm home