The Web

The workings of soft, silk strides… They are left by whom? The twice fourth eyes. Led souls to thy center of sanguine streams, To one, words flow out to say what I mean. In words of organic cords, Be the melody of a key. Todays for tonights, Close eyed in company. For in rain and in shine, Twined with the warmth of canopy. How shall it burn within all of time, For your love is all I see. This and all my might, It be you and only you. No struggles or angered plights, The one who sees me through. You found me like bright kites, In the air, carried out to you. For today I can sway in the wind of our days And glide together towards a life of two. Where I can say, I truly love you.