A View of an Untold Event in Repose and Stanza.

I wish I could swear this to you.

promise to protect you,

hold you,

keep you from the world.

How can I keep you from a world I can barely face?

A world as hideous as this,

yet one that can spawn a such beauty;

Such beauty as you.

So my door is open,

Always to you.

What can I offer?

An ear to listen

a heart to love.

Of course you would run to his promise!

To a false hope,

an imperfect safety

Oh, I wish I could promise,

but that lie won't grace my lips.

What a bitter howl the wind makes!

I feel your fear,

of rain,

of thunder,

of the storm that is being held at bay.

I wish I could swear to your protection

but I can only hold you through this storm

and hope we survive...