But we all make our moves, don't we?
I all but hope you will stay with me.
that love be not a pleasant myth.
But the gateway to my ecstasy.
And I hope and pray yet again
That my destiny aligns with you.
For I shall linger on your windowpane,
like a dewdrop in the morning's peace.
Shine on you in your darkest days,
and hold you tight as you bear this life.

© angel