Guardian

My soft hands
glide over your soul
like warmth over heat
covering you with sleep
Something that creeps in
Taking hold of your senses
gripping onto your emotions
covering them in suspended depth
retreats for the moment –
This moment that I hold you
so close to your hope
Transcending every venue
of depression and confusion
My lips land gently
upon your worried brow
smoothing away
the unruly wrinkles of sorrow
and healing those wounds
that have temporarily left
their reputable bloody disdain
on your possible tomorrows
Breathing in the late night air
exhaling cool dreams
into your mind
and upon your fevered heart
with a silence only given
never wasted
while two are apart
Bringing your strength in…
I will hold you high above the night
Fending off your pain
I will win your fights
he's too many miles away
but so near to you
While you rest
I will stay beside you
I will do my best