i've heard it said of friends who can only bare the weather fair, that they are better left in that climate, there that of all your loves the ones who don't give up slog through the **** all for the prospect of living it up that's who you do it for
open your heart open your arms open your mind free the soul
In my arms you smiled We laughed and cried In my arms you shared We understood we cared In my arms I had your touch Made me want you so much In my arms we grew We saw everything through In my arms you were my strength I felt special and content In my arms you were loved In my arms you faded... 🙁 In my heart you are alive Memories with you will always survive
she wanted to paint over the marks on her face to create a blank canvas so their eyes would not drill holes into her pores. but before she could paint, two arms wrapped around her, slowly turning her around. her eyes were downcast as he kissed her every mark. "I love your constellations. Please don't hide them," he gently whispered. she pulled him closer, leaning back onto the counter. the brush fell to the ground as they savored their sweet love.
the minutes roll past her like tumbleweeds as her eyes meet the melting, setting sun. but in the blink of an eye, the night falls and the hour wraps its arms around her, keeping her warm and safe in time's embrace.
There's no god's belief I pray to an energy, praying that you're safe and sound, praying for the world's relief. Hoping his arms are warm, ample to make you feel home,
There's one too many arms yearning for you outside, one of the pairs is mine, the others are those of time, to be blamed are the soft shackles of your essence, compelling all in your presence to abide, to your absence.
Lie in his arms before the arms of time grapple you, fight your love, fight for your love, while I stand here everyday doing the same as you, for you, until the end of time.