chance our lust

Indulge myself in pain, no
thought of loss to blind or stay one step away from you.

Indulge myself in fear, no
doubts in growing close two worlds collide both lost and found revered.

Indulge myself in dream, no
ledge of outcome there our spirits lean manifest the cant of winds.

Indulge myself in claim, no
rue the moments grace in gift free reign our needs decreed becoming.

Indulge me – with but trust, unconcealed
in heart we Name the sacred – Chance our lust