I longed to stay there all night.
Alas I could not for the darkness shook within my soul:
An unknown sort that is staying longer than its welcome.
He went away to catch the rest sorely needed
After caring for me again late into the moonlight as every night for awhile.
Sometimes it’s just to say “hey,” sometimes to nourish my weakened frame:
Oh how his love has shown true in sickness and in health as promised.
How will I love thee as you have loved me my dear?
Could there ever be a way to fill your coffers with sweet blessings as you have mine?
I hope we have many years to find out together my humble knight
To explore the longings of nights ended much to soon —
In this I too shall rest, with hope and great expectation
Of a day languishing with you in a string of moments so dear.
For now it’s “goodnight my love.” Until that day comes I shall love thee in my heart more than my touch can say . . .