Tonight, I shall stay awake
to preserve you, secure you.
Won’t let u vanish, fade
at the inception of dawn.
My thoughts, my ideas;
you are too precious, too dear.
The thunder seems to be loud tonight,
yet you roar louder, peacefully inside.
The storm is furious, notoriously venal
yet you are an irenic revolution.
Flashing like flickering fireflies,
within my senses, in all my beliefs.
I am weedy, fearful and faint, but
my thoughts, my ideas
valiant, like the honour of the victorious;
Tonight, I shall stay awake
to preserve you, secure you.