Run free my love of all loves into the breezes of safe keepings. Take your beauty down to the waters edge, where your purity is clear as Springs first days. Wash your soul in a rivers promise of tangible love and shared secrets. Life has hardened you more than you ever needed it to - your softness is on display every time you speak your faith - learning that evil only finds us when we've lost our ways. I've been burned by the stars I've kept in my pockets, praying their light could be used for my own rightful ways, but nothing you steal from the skies will ever replace whatever bad you've done. I've been shades of blue and green, hinted in reds, tossed between orange trees. I've watched you lean against moons, suns, the Gods and all of heavens angels. Nothing, not anything has ever felt more like a caring shoulder then your body when I got closer to the heart of you. Never dying for something I didn't believe in. I'd like to think love is a prayer, one that goes unbroken. You're the rising and falling of my chest, a gentle nestling of calm between the world's chaos. I'll promise to love you truly with my wounds being brought to the surface once and for all, my darling, my love.