Promise Me The Wind

Do not promise me the wind,
unless you can capture the gossamer breeze
as it flows through your hands.
Do not promise me the moon,
unless you can snatch it from its divine cradle
and offer it up upon a silver platter
drenched in moonbeams..
Do not promise me heaven,
unless you can stand upon the mount of Olympus,
as king of heaven's sublime domain.
Do not promise me tomorrow,
for tomorrow may never come.
Promise me not the world,
promise me not today.
Only....give your solemn vow
and promise me....the moment of now.
For one moment, an eternity,
is gift enough for me,
to know that your heart beats
in unison with mine.
Promise me one moment in time,
where you are mine, and no other,
living but a heartbeat for me alone,
breathing in the sultry evening air for me alone,
and seeing only me,
between the space of a second.
Promise me, my love,
and that will be enough.
For in the space of a single moment,
I will know the wind's gentle caress,
glory in the soft glow of moonbeams,
and stand upon the zenith of Heaven,
by your side.
And none of those shall compare
to a momentary truth found next to you.