Your Arms
In your arms I'm safe from harm
In your arms I'm never judged or looked down upon
In your arms the only tears are those of joy
In your arms my inhibitions vanish
In your arms my dew stirs with your warm tangle
In your arms I see beauty all around me
In your arms we make love without care
In your arms.....please, take me there
In your arms I'm never judged or looked down upon
In your arms the only tears are those of joy
In your arms my inhibitions vanish
In your arms my dew stirs with your warm tangle
In your arms I see beauty all around me
In your arms we make love without care
In your arms.....please, take me there
- A.H. Scott
2/6/12
(image - "The Fisherman and The Syren" by Frederick Leighton
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