Poetry...

 

To Be Held

 

I was once told
To be held in a man's arms
Would save me from harm…
Or so I was told.

I was once told
To be held in a man's gaze
Was trying to figure out a maze…
Or so I was told.

I was once told
To be in a man's heart
And two would never part…
Or so I was told.

Until now, I've never known,
Until now, I've never been shown

Oh, but now I know how it is…
To be held in a man's arms.