I'd Rather Drown In Your Arms Poem by Mark Heathcote

Whatever thunderstorms come
All I need is your love and a little cohesion.
I don't want my freedom.
I'd rather drown in your arms and be the one.
I don't need to filter you out.
Or take another aria diva's opera in
Because you could be the one.

The one still standing when the lightning comes.
I don't want to walk alone, not even when it's over.
I don't want to give up anytime soon.
Least not easily
I want us to dance beneath the moon holding hands.
I'm like a wave in a harbour that's never leaving.
It's where my heart is anchored and beating.

I can't leave now, not without bleeding.
I can't go—not without a broken heart.
I need time to cry now.
And realise I am still breathing.
I am still worth having.
And if you ever loved me.
You will soon be returning.