In His Arms

In his arms

In his arms there's a world I never want to leave
A place where I giggle, I dance, I sing, I work, I play, I stay and express what I want to say,
The warmth in his breath keeps my beats in control and sometimes takes them to the zenith
Oh Wait! Not sometimes, instead every moment I am with him.

Imaginations are on a level high every time I look into his eyes
In his arms, words seems to become the truth, whispers becomes the breeze, kisses becomes the food and infinity becomes the feeling of love.
I tend to feel like a person better than before,
In his arms, there is no music better than his heart beats, I am sure.
We make love on the beats of his heart,
I need no words and sometimes every word fails to make him understand the reason why I love him so much,
In his arms,
The world becomes too small to be bothered about
The smile becomes laugh and tears becomes the sweet expression of care.

In his arms, I feel myself, I express myself, I love myself for he makes me do that. He is the confidence I carry within me,
He is a dream that I am living and I see.
His body's vapour aroused my demons and angels
Obviously, I show my demons to him and cannot hide the angel for long,
I live him and there's a house for him too in my heart.
In his arms, there's amalgamation of every relationship,
He is a house in himself, I'll never want to break
For he is a mirror, completely love-made.

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