In Your Arms

In your arms
I am not afraid of going to sleep
for you are my pillow, my blanket.
I feel the warmth when you pull
me close, the smoothness of
your hand caressing my skin.
Your heart I hear beating loudly
as my head lay upon your chest.
The fear of getting to close has
disappeared while the desire
of never wanting us to part
plays on my mind.
I have never known these feelings.
I now crave the moment, the moment
when we are together. When uncertainty
and being shy rests with you saying, 'hello.'
I can feel you when I'm alone.
The sweet smell of your skin
takes me to a place I am familiar with.
In your arms where, I am not afraid to sleep.

by Gero Lorna

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