In the witness of God
A million ocean’s
turquoise depths danced,
brilliant piercing
coolness catches me,
drenching me in love,
passionate and wild,
resistance futile,
trapped, never to be free.
Romance blossomed as rich
red roses grew,
each scarlet coloured
petal, more unique,
each precious bud gave my
heart something new,
and then a new dawn you
began to seek.
Now I’m alone, love’s
lacklustre storm dart
striking thunderbolts and
lightening through
the jagged pieces of my
broken heart,
ripped further by my
memories of you.
Marriage is a sacred
religious vow.
How could we even
consider it now?
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