LET ME HOLD YOU

LET ME HOLD YOU

Let me hold you in the morning, see the sunrise in your smile
And caress you in the evening after many a ragged mile.

For you and I are weary travelers, traipsing through this native sod,
Eyes wide open, ears cocked sideways, listening for the voice of God.

Let me see you in the noontime, a brave knight perched upon his horse,
Rescuing me from a torrent of tears and waterfalls of remorse.

I will ride with you to the edge of the clearing and behold with you
the vistas grand.

Beneath the grandeur of the mountains, the foam of the ocean
and its drifting sand.

And fly with you swift as a unicorn, into the great unknown,
As the world draws swiftly to its slumber, snoring like some hapless stone.

We will dance on craters of the moon and lose ourselves in twilight’s gleam,
Hurdling fast through outer space like astronauts in some fitful dream.

And all these glories we will cherish, like a child’s first cherished fairy tale
And on a ribbon of pinkish sky, together we will fondly sail.

Let me hold you in the evening, thrilling to your heartbeat dear,
And let our love be a lantern bright that burns across the hemisphere.

For after man has long been gone and life on earth a memory,
Our love will be a meteorite, blinding in its majesty.

-Bruce Potts
Copyright 2009
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