The Keep
Photo by John Cahil Rom

Photo by John Cahil Rom

You denied this keep a shelter that weighed need away from want

I had beg refrain, and weakened still, I sought what I should not

I fell hopeless; yes, my past has dug desired deep through dark

The darkest pitch I nursed was faltered when your loveliness drew haunt

When I turned and faced what you would have me sake without my own

My full, my focus, shamed before, was brought too soon in touch with yours

This solid stone for touch had stubborn thick with walls I had withdrawn

A thousand times to feel what I had not and others moved beyond

My echoes followed where you whispered and my place was not beneath

My keep was shattered by your sweetness thus these walls had claimed defeat

I dare this fight that I have lost not leave without the truth I hold

I’ll will, I’ll break the rules again until my bond with time is sold

I know I chanced my soul when I refused to take what I was told

But I will not mistake again as long as you are mine to hold.