the (k)night's untied...

You proved worthy of the trust
that I in You had sown.
when in the morning's mist
and as the sun and earth kissed,
just Your thots I'd adorn.

You kept your word at it
and didn't step out of there
where I had locked you strict
so I could live a bit
until we hit our pair.

I'm done with one whole day
of keeping Your thots well tied.
and now as the silence reigns
and as the shadows fade
I dare to unlock the door wide.

You descend with a mighty right
like You were born to live
in my thoughts black or white
with no reasons to cite
or no barter to give!

And still You're always welcome
coz its an angel I'm hosting
Satan's very own tantrum
has found himself a nice home
and no waters is He testing.

(i dint hav to whine
until You stay where I put You,
coz it's not a long time
until I come to Your rescue.)

Now, at the first touch of grey
in the sky above so bright
the thoughts that were at bay
are shot from everywhere
I retire to the Ruler of the night...

The distance of our thots,
the silence of this route,
the peace between the knots,
are they plotted by the gods?
or are we designed to refute???