(no subject)

If I could wrap thee such to keep thee safe from all harm I would not do it.
To do such I would wrap thee so tight that thou couldst not breathe even the most shallow of breaths
Nor move so much as the merest span of my hand.
Pain thou wouldst not feel, but neither would any true joy be thine in this life.
No, I would not try to protect thee from all that would bring pain unto thee.
But, if I could protect thee from much pain I would do so.
I would wrap mine arms around thee and hold thee close to my breast.
I know pain may still come to thee, yet I shall ease such as best I may;
And joy will still come to thee, though what form it shall take I do not ken.
Thus shall I hope, forasmuch as thy pain is painful unto thee thy pain brings an ache to mine own heart.
And, whilst joy is thine it brings gladness unto my soul.
Thou dost have ancient pains engraved 'pon thy soul
that bring sorrow to thy lovely face and tears unshed into thine eyes.
Would that I could ease this sorrow that comes to thee in the dark of night!

(Me)