In The Arms Of My Lover - Poem by Philip Lore
In the arms of my lover,
Is where I want to be.
Safe and in her comfort,
She's my world, my reality.
To hear birds sing a sweet song,
To love you all night long,
When I'm there and look around,
No more bodies on the ground.
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