The place between your arms is where I belong Falling asleep to some stupid cliched love song We laugh, grin, then share a small kiss A small free kiss in the dark.
The place between your arms is where I belong I say I don't feel pretty and you strive to prove me wrong Point out the pieces of me you say are perfect And baby for you that's all of me.
The place between your arms is where I belong That for thy right myself will bear all wrong. We make love and poetry all in the same ways For love with us is everything to me.
There are no words no expression clear To express my love for you, my dear So hold true the pieces of my heart And so will I, my dear sweetheart.
Words from A Small Free Kiss in the Dark (Glenda Millard) and Shakespeare's Sonnet LXXXVIII have been used and are not mine.