i was home
i was holding your hand
and then your fingers
and then one finger
one after another
until i came
to the fourth finger
which then i wrapped
with a golden loop
with a diamond
that glittered on top
it was not the only thing
that was glittering
in your face
i saw two others
i stared mine at yours
deeply
and it was home
and i was there
it was last night
as i slept far off
it did not last
yet i was home (at last)