Dearest One by Tarale Wolffe

Dearest love, to thee I call. For once we’re

Done, no more shall we sing. The dance we sway

We’ll stop its tune, but know we now no fear.

I look to thee, and draw you to my fray.


To reach for thee, oh dearest one I would

In this find joy. To feel your arms about me,

Your cool and gentle touch brings peace and could

Set terror in flight. Dearest, I need thee


To whisper in my ear. To tell me, love

You will not leave my side. But ever stay

To lead me on, and give a gentle shove.

So take my hand, and lead me on my way.


Kiss me with gentle lips and steal my breath

Let me know no further pain, Dearest Death.