| Written: JAN 6, 2004 |
So delicate are the arms that keep me,
The loving strength that crushes me to you.
How we mold into one being, not two,
Hording me in safety you embrace me.
Your merest touch transforms this hollow man
From bitter loneliness to happiness;
Allowing me to feel more than my stress,
Reformed I arise and am now a man.
You see my goodness and I strive to prove,
A seed of want burns now in my heart for
A true beauty that set me back a pace.
In confidence I bend hand and heart move,
To garner a place in your heart and more,
To have those arms gather me in embrace.
