In Loves Arms
Drifting off to sleep,
as the darkness closes in around me,
I find myself swaddled
in your arms
like an infant.
The sound of your heartbeat
hauntingly fimilar,
reminding me of my mothers' heartbeat
in the womb.
I wonder,
if tonight,
here in your arms;
will the nightmares come
as always,
refusing to fade
with morning light?
Or, will I sleep
a dreamless sleep
safe in the confines
of your arms;
waking up refreshed
in loves grasp,
and glory in a new day,
smiling with you beside me?
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