You Are The Breath

Yule be the day
That these words are covered in clay
So take my hand and give to my heart
That by which you intend to part

For parting would be such sorrow
Even if there were no tomorrow
Stay with me and set me free
For I shall be the one to honour thee

Even if false hope, gives way to light
I intend to warm you into the night
And drink from your nectar in pure delight

Appetite, I've come to bare
Even if you are not there
Less ye be known, by no lesser name
Then the one that lingers alone in the flame

Less I be humbled, beneath the stars that burn bright
Linger in the silence and cherish me tight
For you are the breath that my body imparts
And you are the rhythm that dwells within my heart

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