I Wonder If You Always Tell The Truth

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One In The Stillness

Behind the creaking doorway of memory,
We meet, in the instant of understanding.
Beyond the pale dawn of eternity
Wherein is preserved, composed of ancient rhymes,
The language of tears;
By which all can be conquered
With but a single word of it's truth.
Let me take you there now and
As we cross that threshold, look up,
Into these eyes which behold you;
Will revere, respect and protect you.
My hand, as it maps your perfection, numbs
In the expectancy of suspense.
We are one in the stillness -
In the soft whisper of a warm caress
And the freedom of the hour
When night and day kiss.