Simply

Simply

If I walk with you in the dark
Will you hold my hand?
Draw me close and feel my breath
Or promise a dream of sand?

Maybe I should walk alone
Or hold the hand of another?
Draw cool water for my evening bath
Then, not even bother.

These thoughts stay in my brittle mind.
They keep me up at night.
To do what’s wrong and feel the heat?
Or simply do what’s right?