Let's Rhyme

stepping outside into the air to rest kissed by the breeze, gently caressed lingering in stillness, feeling less oppressed though dreams swirl, reluctant to manifest does a knight in armour puff out his chest to save me from the inner turmoil I detest softly the wind whispers ~ self rescue is best I will, oh I will, when I'm not so distressed salvation feels remote when facing life's test I cower in the night, fears still unprocessed safety in your arms, as willingly undressed heartache forgotten, temporarily evanesced