She screams again in the night

She screams again in the night
like daffodils wanting space
Karamazov spending another twine
to find the shine in Rapunzel's hair

My mind it reels again in fright
at the thought of losing her again
but we all must go gently into the light
and she goes where I, as of yet, do not dare.

Comfort me I want her to say
hold me tight I need you to stay
lecture me so I will display
the love you knew I am afraid to splay.