Making Haste

The heart speaks not

of hurtful things

in the time with you

upon the second spring

And the mind does rest

when present is trust

and it is but love

not naivety nor lust

When the night is upon is

and the air is cool

when hand in hand

I feel not a fool

When the sun is rising

and does glimmer your lips

I lie in waiting

to awake thee with a kiss

In the darkest alley

when the black is blackest

I will lead you through

make haste the fastest

When there is a dawning

and your smile has graced

those eyes will twinkle

the distress erased

From the highest mountain

to the lowest valley

I will follow thee closely

on your trail gladly

From the sultry summer

to the harshest winter

I will hold thy hand

for I will always linger

You will never stray

and no harm may find thee

as long as your words

continue to bind me

May I meet your kindness

with the grace of the light

to protect you with everything

I will fear no fight

For everything Ive learned

and everything I know

there is nothing, no on else

that has felt like home