Master key

As I sit in the dark,
I ponder life and all of its parts.
It appears to be a tough road ahead of me and I’ve got the wrong equipment for this journey.
Within my hand I hold the key to everything that you will need.
My heart.
My respect.
My loyalty.
Even my deepest regrets.
You can have it all with this key as long as you make a promise that you intend to keep.
With this key you have all of me—my mind and my body, and even my spirit.
My body shakes underneath your touch.
It becomes the putty that makes us one.
I need to know that you are in this wholeheartedly and will not wander.
So put your money where your mouth is and release me from this slumber.

Chains

I write this in hopes of a renewal
Of dreams that one can not see without eyes glistening to seek
Realities of the unforeseen destiny that awaits you and I.
Pleasantries are nothing without an effort from both parties.
I see you and all I’ve done.
I see how you gaze back at me with puppy like eyes
The wanton need to be held and caressed as if nothing else will fix the pain that begs to escape an  imprisoned heart.
Ribs of strong ivory chain you inside a darkened alley of fear
But it’s no prison at all when the gates have not refused the freedom in which you seek.
Tis I my dear who shall release you from the burden of long-lived longing.
To be in your sweet embrace is all I cherish.