The Place In Between

Outside our home my wife is a poet laureate,Inside our home her artistry is centered on leaving lights on,Outside our home I am a filmmaker,Inside our home I am the son that rises and falls in the same bed,Both sets of our shoes lay scattered past the front door,Unorganized,Sandy,Unfit for motherly approval,Yet past that mess is the place I knelt,To see forever,Inside this our home is love built building in testament to each other