In your arms (a poem)
Lover of my soul - In your arms
It is wonderful to be loved, no one in this world wants to be a poor second in love. Neither do I. I want to be loved for who I am, and not what I can do or what I own. God says in His word, 'You are precious, you are the apple of my eye, I love you', the very words that we yearn to hear from the mouth of mortals. But mortals that we are, we are selfish and cannot love others with such perfect love. Our love has an agenda, our love is often defined by you do this and I shall do this for you. It is awesome to find love that is perfect, unconditional and willing to give of itself ceaselessly. The love of God that waits for us until we are ready for Him. Amazing love, a love that did not hesitate to sacrifice His only son on that cross, so we shall be reconciled to Him. Perfect, perfect love!!
In
your arms, there is love,
In
your arms, there is peace from above,
In
your arms, there is fullness of joy,
In
your arms, there is security that none can destroy,
In
your arms, I am so complete,
In
your arms, I am never in need,
In
your arms, I am so content,
In
your arms, there is nothing to repent.
In your arms, I feel comforted,
Loved, special and totally delighted,
As I nestle my face close your heart,
So close, that none can tear us apart.
I feel the strength of your arms,
As they lock in embrace,
The sweetness of your breath upon my face,
I am so warmed by your tender gaze.
