Enduring Love

At the break of day ,

and by the morning light you cling to me.

In my prickly moments,

You bring me peace and harmony.

When day is done;

With tight shut eyes I see your adoring face before me,

And feel your trembling, midnight lips upon my burning flesh.

Though time and space is etched with fire upon my soul,

it matters not for me.

I do not question why,

Nor would I ask or answer this.

For you are too my strength, in time.

For you are truly

my enduring love.

cbruce