in the end

Gold and fire reach up to an old greying face, visions of beauty and death encircling one another. A thin wind chills your bones as you shudder at the intensity it holds. Look ahead to possibilities of soft white blankets wrapping themselves into every corner and the knowledge that a downpour of tears will whisk them all away. Lean into one another to grab ahold of every last bit of warmth that radiates from our souls. Eyes search for the secrets within, knowing this is for but a brief moment in time.

a promise is forever

it's time to cross that road
but I need your hand to help me through
I'm frightened and I need your strength and your heart
to hold me fast
and calm my beating soul.
please don't take offense
this is just so new and I'm so worried of doing it wrong...
patience, love.
I gave you my promise
not with a half hearted will
but whole souled and deep affection.
only sometimes I need that extra pull -
so take my fingers and wrap them within your own
keeping me safe and warm
within your strong devotion.