in your arms
beneath the breath
of your whispers
that everything
will be alright,
the ideas
that it won’t
fade easily from
my mind.

in your arms
under the soft
prodding
of your fingers,
the fear of being
untouched
is erased
and replaced
with the fever
of need
and desire.

in your arms
covered in the
tenderness
of your kisses,
the anxiety
that I don’t want
to hide
ebbs away
through the
unhurried
path of
your lips.

in your arms
sheathing you
like a capsule
holding a storm,
I find
peace
in surrender
to your
most intimate
touch.

in your arms
penetrate me
with your will,
shower me
with your rain,
blow away
the seeds of
doubt,
and fill me
with your
thunder
lightning
and
purpose.

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