Where I Belong

Laying in your arms I know 
there is no place I would rather be 
There are no demands, 
simply acceptance of what has been, 
what is, and what will be given. 
We say almost nothing; 
we do nothing; 
we want nothing. 
We simply are. 
We are together ...we are One. 
Where do you end and I begin? 

Your arms do not imprison me 
but merely drape over me 
with a tenderness; a warmth; 
a love profound in it’s understatement. 
I like it here, 
Oh that I never had to leave this place. 
I am overcome with a feeling of belonging, 
I have come home. 
Never before have I felt so welcomed 
so comfortable, 
in any other place in my life. 

Time lingers on 
and still we lay content 
adrift in an inner place 
immune to time’s trappings. 
We save every touch; 
every breath; 
every flicker of an eyelid 
in a memory that will last forever; 
long after we leave each other’s arms; 
enough to last until the time 
when I come home again.