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
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