Your arms feel like
what safe would be
if you could touch it
and I can breathe deeply
without regret or
second guess
so I fall harder
into your heartbeat
looking for
neverending peace
in a moment I pray
can be made to
last forever
in the imprint
of when my life
took form in the
illustration of
if I had my way
and grew
day by day...

I can't help
when in your arms
feeling like
I fit there
between the
rage and radiance
balancing brilliance
am I centered
by the air
that is
you...

And when
I'm in your arms
I find purpose
beyond my skin
lay bare
all that is too
within
and rest
take slow breaths
find my way back
to my best
my purest...

so I can
get up
again.