Holding your hand

Through my foggy mornings...
To my sunny afternoons...
And my shady nights,
Adorned with pale silver,
I walk miles and miles holding your hand...
Do not stray my friend,
As you sail in the vast seas...
Keep the string anchored to me,
So I can pull it anytime.
Adorn me with your crimson emotions
and the white calm sighs
...as i walk another mile,
holding your hand.