Be safe.
Be safe.
I am not yet allowed to protect you and stand before you; take the grunt of the blows that come your way. I cannot yet keep you from walking near the curb while you stroll down the sidewalk.
The street I walk down is more than several streets down from yours.
So I need you to keep safe, keep safe.
For safe keeping.
I am built burly to serve a purpose of protection and standing guard, but I am left helpless still in this. I simply cannot put this broad frame to use as of yet, and that leaves me far from said purpose.
This is not easy for me.
I've found purpose in you... maybe not found it, but I'd like to think I helped you back to it. It was there all along, given by God some time ago... before I even was.
Here we are now though, stumbling upon it by the oddest path thinkable.
Here is your purpose again; have a good look at it.
You know, I'm looking myself, and dare I say that I see something in there for me too. Could that be possible? I'd love to think so.
You are a third the size with a heart three times the size of mine.
Get behind me, and we'll run hard. We'll run fast. We'll run until the end with this kind of combination. Power and finesse; loving and stern.
Keep safe, O beautiful, O beautiful.
Keep Safe.
For safe keeping.
I'll be back on your street soon; I will.
I love you.
... thank God for you.
I'll soon have something to protect and keep safe.
I won't worry about this new face or that one because if anything goes down, it's my life first to go in callous defense. Iron or ivory clad...
Just stand behind me and you won't see a thing.
... but for now, keep safe.
Keep safe.
For my safe keeping.
O Love. <3 <3 <3
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