Here We'll Be

Your love is a

soothing balm

buffering the billows

and

shielding the willows

Your arms, pulsing

branches

securing and beckoning

slender, strong and veiny

Your soul endures

steady and pure

not within your sight

but hanging on

so tight

I see you

you see me

here we are

and here we'll 

be

Reviews

[sette]

it is one romantic poem with rhythm