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.