When I Hold You

When I hold you in my arms, My heart, I feel, leaves me. It hangs as though a children's charm Then melts like Ice in tea. In this moment, I am yours As I feel that you're mine. Our hearts as one leap and soar And escape all that's time. Freedom, they say, comes with cost In battle, blood, and bronze. But I see now how they're lost Though they have seen no wrongs. What they miss is what I've found Its known without alarm. Not up high nor underground, It's holding you in my arms.