To the one who holds my love.

about me in a singular definition
ultimate rendition in familiar form
final attempt to unity’s valley
you are the one my heart chose
a spirit in any face and form
it is your word supported by deed
that caresses my delicate soul
into the accepting form lovers seek

as with all passages to excellence
only honest hearts need journey
there can be no deception or doubt
failure is not an alternative outcome
to lose is to forfeit love’s realization
with measured legs I voyaged forward
every sense guarded with uncertainties
trembling hands quivering lips watery eyes

I wore not the wardrobe of deception
my face was always in the light of truth
no secrets or pretentious glances
in my eyes were remnants of yester fears
palpitations of secret sorrows beat
I looked for signs of deceit, ready to flee
at the first hint of hesitation or doubt
in those places I would never linger

now with my heart in synchronous joy
I hold your hand and long for all there is
beyond this moment I want all there is
of you and time to thrive on treasured events
no more to fear for an upcoming lament
let me savor you and all beneath heavens
golden gates divine love’s security