Transcendental Sonnet #652:
This Tie Which Binds
Sweet woman so desperately ill so frail
With only what is left of me for friend
I would do right by you I would not fail
To honor you to love you to the end
I only pray that this end would be good
That we together finally understood
Could find the meanings of our lives at last
And that our murderers who stalked us now
Could finally be brought to justice somehow
Would you and I could break free from the past
These unworthy torments of lesser minds
Which seek to chain us in our own small hell
My love grasp nor let go this tie which binds
Us now as one! Have we not loved us well?
*~ ( + ) ~*
+Steven Curtis Lance
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