Smothered By Love, Imprisoned By Decree
Smothered By Love, Imprisoned By Decree
Forever thus bound by love's deepest vow
living life, well wrapped in soft velvet chains.
Time may yet demand, freedom's walk but how
when washed night and day, by love's falling rain?
Can one unshackle, when chains are skin deep
or rip and tear away from such beauty?
Oft such thoughts can make even a man weep
for failure in life and in his duty.
Those velvet chains tho' soft, are apt to pain
as one's inner soul, they too deeply bound.
Something about it goes against the grain
much as screeching chalk on board's grating sound.
When love so dominates a lover's soul
as to bind, his spirit in agony.
Hath it not thus, defeated its truest goal
savaged all, while birthing his misery?
R.J. Lindley,
July 26th, 1973
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