Into Your Arms

Into Your Arms

Into your arms, I'll fly on the mist,
gathered in, warm and secure.
Found in the night, searching over.
Unexpected places, discovered paths
unknown til now.

Soft wings, envelop and protect
tranquil, serene, simple magick it seems
draws me in, holds me tight
folly to wonder at risks untold
trust the Lady to lead.

Dawn break, torn grasp,
harmony envisioned, dreams fulfilled
wings unfold to brush my face,
softest of sighs escape my lips, fading away
with a sweet caress of lips on mine.