Delineate

There is a place, there is a time,
and in this grace, I wish to find mine;
of all places, will you let me find
solace, in the one I have in mind?

Give me this, is all I will be asking,
not just a kiss or love to be making;
adamant, I still am to finding my peace
for retiring is an option, I never will cease.

Have in me serenading sleep to slumber,
while recomposing my mind to be tougher;
clutch the strength within from which I hold,
emancipating anxiety forming such stronghold.

And in this time, more in my mind
is a very painful thought to bind;
work in me now a recuperating whine
which berceuses, I that will be fine.