Descending Into the Softness

Hope that women like you exist is a pale draft bartered with the ale tender

Imbibe the deficit until the valley appears able to be filled with a path of compressed cotton

One dares to push that first foot descending onto the softness

That the vulnerable comfort was both yielding and stalwart to support a faithless man

I dream to pass my fingers through the straddled strands of your hair

Mirror me a bath of empathy impossible to forget

That women are capable of kindness

The sharpened blade need not a flint to spark one’s death in the attractive glint

So I ask in the eyes of morning what was so gentle the night before

Remains unfazed by the dawn’s surrender

That I may have found what we were looking for

I say to you a conscious falling

That serenity is a midnight missed

Thousands of times in decades calling

That you and I were draw to kiss

An exit to a maze, a steed to the water’s hole

A link that screamed in darkness, the edge in a locomotive horn

Traveler moving and the secrets with no place to hide

Read the ledger and straight in the eye, cut loose the horses running beyond empirical pride

Onto uncharted ground, dare a prayer into the losses of a man’s cast lot

I give you surrender in a man treading upon a cloud

Wary of vapor and lightning sting I grab your hand

The engine revs and that long walk begins as we always knew