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THE PROMISE

16 February, 2012

I would take your hand when you are uncertain

and move aside when you wish to stand alone.

 

I would encircle you in tender safety when you would be held

and content myself with the rapture of your presence when you would not.

 

I would cradle your rage as gently as the tears which lie beyond

and make a necklace of your laughter to wear when we are apart.

 

I would champion your will as if it were heaven’s own,

and soothe you in defeat.

 

Yet if you would leave I would not hinder but wish you Godspeed.

 

Though I might pray each evening for your return,

I would comfort myself each morn with the gentle sunrise of your memory.

Without regret would I give equal thanks

for the time I was allowed in the starburst of your beauty.

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