I Am Yours

I am yours...

This entails so much more than what the words phonetically pronounce,

As I navigate your psyche and mine: Our mental contours,

At every opportunity to profess how I feel, I shall pounce;

I am yours...

In this hedonistic existence, I have found the holy grail,

We chart these emotional waters, we skirt these pleasure-full shores,

Yet I fear, for what if our love lasts longer than our trust? What if we fail?

I am yours...

So I will be, yet how can I not fear, to lose someone so dear?

We have just begun and already faced so much, so daunting: This overture,

My angels sing of my survival and my endurance, while my demons simply jeer;

I am yours...

Are you mine?

Every possibility my mind explores,

Time spent with you is as subtle as the creeping intoxication of an impassioned wine;

I am yours...

I do not wish to lose control,

Yet you already ask for an encore?

I hope you do not break my heart, lest you cajole;

 I am yours...

Like the leaves are of the tree,

Be my serenity, be my succour,
In each other's arms, let us be free?

I will be yours.
Won't you stay mine too...