For Amanda:1280490_10151646955152075_1960183487_n

I know the terror of a night
beneath eternal stars
I know the fear of love made drear
consuming hope and light.

But that terror, and that fear,
–though deep within and cold–
is held at bay, and walled away
with every passing year

that we fulfill our promised love,
to have to hold to keep,
amid the pain and pouring rain
and trials from above.

Your touch, my Love, is all I need
to ignite my bleak heart.
So dance with me and glide with me,
away from darkness freed.