Promise…

Promise

Dan P. Brown

If you were my rose, then I’d be your sun
painting you rainbows when the rains come
I’d change my orbit to banish the night
as to keep you in my nurturing light

If you were my world, then I’d be your moon
your silent protector, a night-light in the gloom
Our fates intertwined, two bodies in motion
through time and space, our dance of devotion

If you were my island, then I’d be your sea
caressing your shores, soft and gentle I’d be
My tidal embrace would leave gifts on your sands
but by current and storm, I’d ward your gentle lands

If you were love’s promise, then I would be time
your constant companion till stars align
And though we are mere mortals, true love is divine
and my devotion eternal to my one valentine.

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