Here We Are

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And now we come
To the desolation
Of hope, to loss
And an isolation.

I fear nothing
No betrayal or hate:
A surrender
To a quieter fate.

I don’t need your touch
As you never sought mine,
What amounted to much
Was a wastage of time.

My body breaks now
As it rises in price,
I move to vanity
From everything nice.

I have taken lips
And not considered twice
Of how life adjusts when
Love failed to suffice.

Mine

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if you show me your wet mouth
if you open it and speak
if you plant a seedy doubt
in this heart so strangely weak

then your mouth shall be taken
by this tongue that forgives time
and your heart will awaken
and beating shall become mine

Vow

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I have taken you these fifteen years hence
To be whatever it is we have here:
A lover, spouse, friend, brother, recompense –
To have and hold so infinitely near.

I have taken you when poor and when rich,
Revelled in your health and embraced you sick,
I’ve ignored your eye, unravelled each glitch,
I have brought you love and I made it stick.

From that September, to this day forward,
I’ve taken your better, suffered your worse,
I’ve fought against despair; I’ve been your ward
And trekked through many a wish and a curse.

I persist to offer this ruined heart,
‘Til death doth, consenting, force it to part.