Sunday, November 7, 2010

Your Arms (Apr 12, 2008)

As time passes quickly through
My thoughts and dreams remain with you
No matter what the weather is,
My mind goes crazy cause it's you I miss.
I long to be in your warm arms,
Knowing I'm away from harm.
Softly, you touch my cheek.
My breath is taken and I can't speak.
"I love you." You whisper low.
"How'd I get so lucky? Do you know?"
I rest my head on you to sleep.
And I know nothing bad will creep.
For in your arms, I am safe.
I never want to leave this place.

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