Thursday, February 4, 2016


Saying goodbye to a Tokyo sunset
To arrive to a sunny Boulder afternoon
Through customs, immigration, and the general rigamarole,
To find myself back home
Among snowy mountains
And lungs that breathe in piercing cold
I'm home
It's warm, safe, and filled with hugs
Feels like you
Holding me tight
I'm home, Dan
I'm home


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