Not Just Anyone's Arms, YoursI woke this morning, and you were gone.
Maybe it is I who was gone.
In each other's arms, the world matters more.
Life promises; your arms deliver.
I will be there. Please meet me.
Update 22 December 2011. I posted this story eight months ago with the embrace of a particular person in mind. She knows who she is, and my feelings are the same today. As with some old stories, images or videos are removed from their original source locations, and the links are broken. The image above I added today to replace an original image that I discovered was no longer there. An embrace broken...now restored, but in a new light.