WALK WITH ME
And my soul will rebound at your touch
Then swell so large and finally free
To pursue a course of love and joy
Where only once was black disharmony
So touch away, my endless love,
Touch me in ways so far from mine,
Touch me as you would your deepest desire
Then take my hand and walk with me.
As partners we go, hand in hand
Down the windswept lane of happy life;
Nevermore to be alone again
When the raven black of night descends.
© Jennifer Crow
