A three letter word
A small, warm
Not filled with harm
But a arm over an arm
Can keep me calm
Runaway from this upside-down
But Darn!
You are far away from these arms
I yearn
For 'the' arms
2 in morning or 6 in Eve
In dusk or dawn
After every 'good morning'
Before every 'good night'
Yeah i want them all
In my chaos in my calms
Your Arms
