In your arms


You look at me with longing,
As you press your hardness against me.
Your body is firm, yet your lips so soft,
And the tenderness of your touch surprises me,
Like the gentleness of your words.

Your eyes pierce into the depths of my soul,
Somehow seeing my vulnerability.
Your face is one that I have known in my dreams,
And have been waiting to find in my reality.

I feel sheltered, in your harbor,
Like a ship just returning home,
From a long and perilous journey,
After riding on a violent and stormy sea.

And I know,
That I will always feel like a woman,
When you are holding me,
Safely in your arms.