His Arms Poem by Cheney Cline

His Arms



As the time flows by as swift as a river,
Even in the warm glow of the sun, without you I shiver,
It's heat does not daunt me,
Only the cold is left to haunt me,
The only heat attainable is in you arms.

For my love.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Robin Machorro 13 November 2010

i loved how its short but said so much very pretty poem keep wrting :))

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