Coveted Chance

Should a kiss be laid upon your lips,
Some final act performed?
I say not, for sin begot
A pain far worse than death;
To lose a hold on peace so bold
Cost more than one’s last breath.

Should sweet release trail close behind
Our love’s connecting line?
It seems as long as pulses persists,
Inside, I am your slave!
In pain and comfort,
Rest or strife…
You’ve been my heartache’s seed.
From where I stand in barren land,
No calming end proceeds…

***

Perhaps the life of lies we sung
Spoke out my noose that’s hung;
Is there sight of freedom’s might
From the deep where I reside?
Oh, shred me up, break me down
And taste the heart that pours!

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