Saturday, December 13, 2008

A Beautiful Poem



My Tender Arms

Ease and comfort we do share
Beside each other in your lair

Watchful are you every day
Help my life become what may

Sword to guard and chase the fool
Away from me just like a tool

Warm air circles as I sleep
Dragon’s breath soft and sweet

Never go too far away
Keep me near is what I pray

Skin to skin we rest all night
Tomorrow brings another plight

I will love the creature’s charms
He will love my tender arms