Let the prancing cloud hoofs
Of childish toys
Bring smile
And joy
And bend your lips
In too unfamiliar ways

Let not mendacious lovers
Assault thee
Nor
The loveless toil
Of fruitless searching
Scar your beauty

I know your heart

I shall never allow you to shed false tear
No water shall
Ever stain your visage

Again

My lady I love thee from afar
Can there be truer love?
More Forthright?

Without need for self perceived advantage
Like an onion seller in the market
Laying digit on scale
To improve the weight of purse?

I seek no recompense

Just

Tonight

You sleep free

Tonight

I will guard your dreams.