Monday, February 27, 2012

sonnet sixty two

i promise you beloved,
that this journey will never
meet its end or its tragedy,
that our pain will never

be sudden, deliberate or
sustained, that you and i
will last like all things
filled with love should

that we will remain,
that we will be faithful,
that we will live through

and gather each other
and wait until the next
rainfall spins the thread that keep us.

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