My Promise

What can compare to the unlimited sky?
Keep on going, "the sky's the limit",
While our hearts lag of golden rye.
I taste some happiness in it.

Is not joy time's precious metal?
and a smile better then bitter wine?
Could this also be your sturdy lintel?
Handily walking the worlds wanting line.

I promised myself a chance, to change my hearts defensive stance.
In no world is loves sweet success sure?
We were made to see its allure.

I wish for a life where trust is not the illusion,
and loneliness is no longer loves apparition.