Thursday, June 4, 2015

In Your Arms

Safe and secure in
Your arms at night,
I don’t want to speak 
For fear that I might…
Spoil the moment.

Lying in bed,
Right by your side,
I don’t want to sleep
For fear that you might…
Be merely a dream.

With the rising sun 
Comes a new day.
I can see clearly
You’ll not fade away…
The spell goes unbroken.

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