Subtle Journey

Many are there, who have no fears
Long is their suffering, for it turns to tears
Years ago, his once stopped cold
Will the well come again before he is old
Emotions wrapped tight in his dreamer's heart
At first just a touch, yet more than a start
The webs of uncertainty began to creep in
He skewed his emotions down with his pen
He believes in true love and loving her without end
If he doesn't know she's hurting, her heart he cannot mend
Yet he takes out his proverbial needle and thread
To seam up her heart, before it was all bled
She gave him all he's ever desired and she wants to give more
Yet so many times they have ran through his door
The dreamer is fragile, and the scars they run deep
How does he show her, and not make her weep
Love her he will, and not turn away
Her heart can be his and not go astray
The dreamer is one with his soul
Yet he thought it was sold not long ago
He will always be the endless one,
His dreams burn like fire, and must continue on
Should she strive to keep him upright
And hold him still with all of her might
All she need do is to nourish his dreamer's soul
That being done, He's sure to never go
They walk the subtle path just now from the wood
The one for loving greatly, and life is all good
A rhyme without reason is left in the sand
He reaches forth with his, to take her hand in hand