My Gift

I will give you words.

Words that I will weave into voiceless lullabies that only you will hear.
Cascades of flawless notes
spilling from my lips,
falling lightly at your ear.

Your hands,
once frantic and brash,
will find solace
in the silken threads of my hair;
loose themselves
within these sunkissed tangles.

I will give you warmth.

A sheltered place
at my heart
for your tears to fall.

Your eyes
that have longed for surrender,
will know splendour
in my reflection of blue.

I will give you hope.

Hope
that tomorrow is yet untouched
and pure,
free of overcast skies spilling with thunderous regret.
For my rain will fall
like fresh linen upon your skin,
a filigree of delicate shimmering strands, silver and gold,
blanketing you
from all that you THINK you fear.

Author's Note

...respectfully and with all my love

Reviews

[aether]

Beautifully written, and I feel the emotion put into the writing. I like the word choice, I look forward to more of your writing!