With me, you are
Samuel promises.
Lonely, I feel
awaiting your touch.

A darkened evening swells,
despair settles in.
A blinding sparkly star,
hope builds a soft bridge.

With me, you are
Samuel prophecies.
Separate, I stand
lackluster in my faith.

A heavy heartache lands,
confusion expands.
A momentary glimpse,
clarity revealed.

With me, you are,
Samuel tells.
Fleeting, you drift
within my soul.