Ode to an antidote

And noon has languorously swished by
and protocols (?) have been broken.
But my promise remains true, to me,
though it remains, to you, unspoken. 
So, take your time, go round and round, 
wear out your penchant for complication
as I prepare a progress report
and keep things open to interpretation.
But come to me, at evening.
We will sit, laugh at our fading [...]