Hold Me In Your Arms
the morning sunlight...moves gently on Our Bed...
...the sounds of distant traffic...float into my head
eyes slowly open...and words won't be enough...
...but what is left unspoken...burns softly in Your Touch
time moves without Us...this room will be untouched...
...We're safe beneath the truth now...Both safe within this Love
so my Love...hold me...in Your Arms...
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