Safety

In his arms the world fades;

fears dissipate as I breathe in his scent.

Strong arms around me hold in the happiness

that had once been ripped from me.

The storms of life quiet

while I listen to his laughing;

 with my head on his shoulder

I breathe easier.

His chin atop my hair 

eases the tension in my muscles.

Worry is a half forgotten memory

When his arms encircle me.

Then he is gone.

It is so cold, so very cold-

As the world rushes back 

and slams me to the ground.