poems, random, thoughts

In Your Arms

Before going to sleep,
remembering the feeling of being
in your arms
allowing myself to be comfortable —
now that’s wonderful.

Let me hold your hand
and just stay like this, thinking about
‘us’, I know this is not a dream.
Reality: that’s what’s here now
either way, we’re both here
not moving an inch away —
calm and collected;
everyday, I want to be like this.

Rest assured that
every morning,
you will be in my mind;
every time I close my eyes
somehow, I’ll hear your voice, too.

Go with me to wherever;
Onward, we will walk together.

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