Sonnet 378

Where are we now, we two of likened mind,
Our hearts and souls still bound together—one;
Yet of stark difference we in time now find
That each unto each personage stands alone.
What hand now reaches first ‘cross chasm wide?
Which lips express remorse unto which ear?
As we in pressured silence time now bide
Wherein each failing minute seems a year;
We cannot lay dear love in battle down,
And watch her blood drain dry upon that field;
In homage to sweet past my head I bow
And so on blended knee now choose to yield;
I cannot live a day without your love,
Your heart this invocation may so move.

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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