For Sabinebyadam applebiter©
[Authors note: This poem is part of my ongoing sequence of TLC stories.]
Take my hand and be my guide,
Through the garden where you hide
Your secrets from the world outside.
Take my hand and be for me,
For this one night, a sanctuary,
A promised land of milk and honey.
Take my hand and hold it tight,
That in the blindness of the night
Our tactile sense may serve for sight.
Take my hand and clasp it to your breast
And there, against your bosom pressed,
Until the morning wakes us, let it rest.