Poem – “This World Shall not Take You” – Romanticism – 2/9/2021

No matter
The trial,
The tribulation.
No matter
The divide,
The void.
A promise shall be there
As a ring upon your slender finger.

No blackened voyage
Shall miscarry your feet.
No overcast sky
Shall make of your features, the sorrow.

No simple sigh
Of undressed loneliness
Can be of remnant,
In my cleansing.

I will cry open a gate to you,
Of tears to flood you forth,
Building tunnels for your wandering,
Casting bridges for your relief.

I will keep you here,
My love of next sleep.
I will love you here,
Eternity of all belief.

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