Your arms

A poem about the healing factor in being held by a loved one

I've been lost, and I've been hurt
I'm not a perfect person any more
My heart has scars and holes
where others broke it
yet when I'm with you
they disappear, those scars and holes
your arms offer the safety I've longed for
Your words offer the comfort I've craved
the world seems right again
when I am in your arms.
No more tears, and no more fears
You bring the light I lost
so don’t let go and hold me close
everything is the way it should be
When I am in your arms