Serenaded Fables

Read me a story
that would allow
me to venture
into the unknown
suburbs of your
mind.

Then let our
hands interlace
while you walk
me through all
your fields of
thought.

Guide me to the
place that ignited
it all. Where you
have planted our
tree, that yielded
a forest of love.

Sing me, lull me
love me, every
stop we make is
a new page, of a
new story that we
script.

Then it's my turn,
to cradle you in
my heart, to be
your storyteller.