In your arms
Soft hands lay gently on my stomach.
I smile gently as soft lips kiss my belly.
Sweet words are often whispered,
But your hands are much more soothing.
My eyes would watch as your chest moves and air supplies you with life.
Your life, you're the one that I fell so deeply in love with.
Your eyes, the place where my world was peaceful.
Where I could go and get lost with no fears.
The arms that hold me tight and I am no longer scared of the night.
The hands that fixed my life, molding my dreams into reality.