Where does one go
when unsure, seeking
security, and love
Arms of Safety
strong and tempered
like bronze columns
of strength
yet gentle
and soothing
Eyes that speak of
secrets not yet spoken
a resting place
of security
and endless love
Arms of safety
strong and passionate
holding me ever so close
soothing and secure
Passion filled nights
our spirits soaring
free like celestial gods
Arms of safety
where I go to rest
to feel loved
safe and secure
The ancestors surely
have blessed this union
of safety, of love,
of unspoken promises
Chicahuac Necahuatl
11:04 AM 12/8/2015