gentle

 
climbing the emotions to you, I peak
in my gentle keen
I am sweet surrender

my melancholy embraces your blue
tender soul over beauty
shaded tempest has retreated to the shadows
revealing a woman of value

a tastefully veiled handmaiden of hope
gifted art etched on my sacredness
in time to impart my truths to your heart

I bask in your warmth
it lifts my spirits when the rest of the world is cold
your stoic resolve lends me strength in the silence

cruelty smile at me and I look his way
desirous of affections not really mine
I count the moments precious in your keep

in my yearning I am a child of honor
looking at you with innocence brimming
with adult epiphanies in tow