The Magic of Your Arms

Lightning charges into the atmosphere. 
Thunder tosses his tantrums of passion.
Sway me to sleep in unwavering arms
with the fuzz of your body ever near
like a tough teddy bear, trusted from youth.
When my unsettled heart begins to fear,
hold me until the setting of the moon.
Whisper courageous words, my thoughts to steer
as my skin melts into your compassion.
In unwavering arms, sway me to sleep.
My dreams will be sweet for there you'll appear.

3-28-2021
AbRacadabRa rhyme scheme
10 syllables per line
(Not for contest)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Kauffman Avatar
March 30, 2021 at 10:48 AM
"Lightning charges" and "thunder tosses his tantrums of passion" wonderful lines to bring this reader right into the theme and essence of your winning poem, Julia. This is such a visceral poem filled with images of touch and movement. Congratulations on your win! All the best.
Ligon Avatar
March 30, 2021 at 9:04 PM
Thanks, Sam.I appreciate your kind comments.
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