Your Arms

Your strong arms encircle My weakness Our energy blends and I melt into you You think I can provide Your healing The truth is only this Healing you saves me I need your attention Confessing Dark days, dark paths, deep fear I breathe in our love Pounding, yearning, restless When you near I am left unsteady As you walk away I could stand at your side We can lean Holding one another We prevent our fall I pretend that I am Strong enough Waiting, a romantic Of antiquity