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You Ask For My Denial....
Now ask of Heaven
give up the stars,
or stars give up
their moon.
Waves deny the
sceptre'd shore.
And poet's, all their
pens deplore.
Will flames not die
bereft of air,
an ember fail
it's one desire?
Does warmth not chide
the snowflakes fall,
the touch of winter's
tears not pall?
Life has decreed,
it stays as thus,
what has been tied
stays bound in time.
With silken chains
the heart is held.
No threshold crossed
till death does meld.
Tied & Bound
"...what has been tied/stays bound in time..." Phenomenal lines. Kudos - Lady A -
Gosh, thank you very much I
Gosh, thank you very much I appreciate the compliment on those words :-) Sue.