Tourguide

I slowly edge beneath her shade
careful not to roil the harmony
or cause her to think her ethics compromised
glibness would only hurt my chances
my facile tongue is no imprimatur
she invites me into her deepest thoughts
before telling me there is no bottom

Waking beside her is reason to want tomorrow
knowing her aspirations welds me to today
she taught me to dream walk away from discord
to a point where dawn baths the world in shades of purpose
I was there to witness it breaking
but was not quick enough to pick up the pieces