461 Shelter [25 January 2002]

I want to shelter inside your arms,
lay my head upon your shoulder.
Taking solace in your presence,
hoping those dark storms will leave me behind,
tormenting some other soul
These dark moments in my life
seem to keep returning,
interrupting those times
when hopeful thoughts of finding you
roll through my mind.
If I could just escape all my troubles,
run to your side,
finding the warm sun where you are.
Home am I inside your arms.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

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