In Your Arms Poem by Frandy Osias Louis

In YoUr ArMs I WaNt To StAy
ThErE Is No OtHeR PlAcE I WoULd Go
YoU MeAn ThE WoRLd To Me, YoU ArE My EvErYtHiNg
AnD ThAt I WaNt YoU To ALwaYs KnOw

In YoUr ArMs I ShOuLd Be
ThErE Is No OtHeR PlAcE ElSe I WoULd BeLoNg
JuSt HoLd Me TiGhT
AnD MaKe SuRe ThAt YoU NeVeR Do Me wrOnG

In YoUr ArMs I WaNt To Be
OnE LiKe It I MaY NeVeR FiNd
NeVeR WaNtInG To LeT Me Go
NeVeR EsCaPiNg My MiNd

In YoUr ArMs I WILL StAy
As I LoOk In YoUr EyEs I Now BeGiN To SeE
ThAt YoU WaNt No OnE ELsE In YoUr ArMs
YoU JuSt WaNt It To Be Me