No One Has Access

I will take you serious when walls are high,  

When others knock, yet pass on by.  

When whispers fade beyond your gate,  

And only I may share your fate.  

I will take you serious when hands don’t roam,  

When hearts aren’t split, nor love half-known.  

When sacred vows aren’t loosely spun,  

But held for me—yes, me alone.  

I will take you serious when your soul is mine,  

Not leased in moments, lost in time.  

When what we build stands strong and true,  

And no one has access—none but you.