Treyton I never understood how people would call a mans arms home. Their arms cannot provide shelter, food, or clothing. But then I met you. I fell in love and you held me in your arms for the first time I was in love with you. After you were gone my chest ached and my arms yurned for you. I felt safety, comfort, warmth, and love. I mans arms can provide shelter, he builds houses. A mans arms can provide food, as a farmer. A mans arms can provide clothing. For one arm can lace around my chest as the other holds my bottom while my back lays against his front and there for I am clothed, with my mans arms.
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