Sweet Arms
So, I will hold you,
The one I cannot have,
In the sweet arms,
Of my poems.
The words will melt,
Times circumstance,
And hold us,
Through futures unknown.
Skin to warm skin,
As I hold you close,
With these words,
I am not alone.
When reality stands,
I will leave my heart,
In the sweet arms,
Of my poems.
Ruby Honeytip
© 2013
Copyright © Ruby Honeytip | Year Posted 2013
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