IN MY ARMS TONIGHT

 

Touching you – my heart pounds!

It like sweet dew on the ground –

Your perfume I love to smell . . .

It’s the truth I must tell!

Then it’s when I look in your eyes

The sounds of passion cries!

I try to understand your heart –

I want to know every broken part,

And I want to kiss all your scars

Before they write your memoirs!

I will carry your sad regrets . . .

As this heart pounds in my chest –

Just a chance – I’ll make it right,

As you sleep in my arms tonight.

 

Thomas Theophilus© May 16, 2026