Your charm is my balm,
When it’s cold, you keep me warm,
When I’m in danger, your balm keeps me from harm.
You’re my balm in a thunderstorm,
Hidden inside your arms, love forms.
(repeat to fade).
© Jacqueline Richards 2008
March 28, 2008
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