maybe the sun and the moon (might understand)

I climbed and cried
this weary world
watching as
our lives unfurled

every day
I met my match
in the sun, the moon
and love perhaps

nothing else
can stay me here
to bind me fast
and still my fear

keep it safe
my wounded soul
your hands I trust
to make it whole

who can know it
but your olive eyes
so hold me near
till our demise