In My Arms, In My Heart In My Home
 

I'm standing in a room crowded full of friends.
I look across the room surveying it's contents for your presence.
Ah! There you are, as I see your starlit grin.
I excuse myself thinking this could be blissful.
I walk across the room locked parallel in the glance of your eyes.
You try to keep up with me as I glide across the room.
Playfully I keep your eyes locked into mine,

in the ever engaging trance,
And as we leave the room, we glide together into each others arms, as if we were to start to dance.
As we reach the terrace above the moon lit country side,
You pull me into your arms, where I've wanted to be locked inside.
You pull my hair back from my face, and softly kiss me on the lips,
You lock your hands in mine, and then slowly slip one around behind my hips.
Pulling me so close that air, cannot even escape from in between,
All the parts that would be bare, when we make love from between the sheets..
The wind blows through my long curly hair,
I can smell the scent of Your wonderful Cologne.
I've waited for this moment all night, not wanting to be alone.
But to feel your ember touch, flowing across my face.
Trading you a taste of your fire, for a wistful touch of my lace.
Kissing Me down my neck, You're setting me a blaze.
Like when we are making love and you transport me to another time, and another place
You look me in the eyes, I can see the love you have for me,

without You saying a thing.
That sets my soul on high, as You can see the happiness it brings.
With Your love in My heart, I'll never again be alone.
I'm living out my life with your love in my heart, in my arms, in my home.

July 04,2006

Poem © by Penny Waterloo

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