bonding. sacred. bound.

If my heart breaks, do you win?
If it's silent, does God win?
Do we fade in and out like the lamplight
relative to the sun,
captured in nightfall's black hands?

Bonding...
Sacred...
Bonding...
Sacred...
Bound?

Did I sigh out loud,
or is my misery
a mystery of the rosary?
Does rain fall at nightfall
through black open storm clouds
that are God sent,
but what's a Godsend?
Is that just you and I?

Bonding.
Sacred.
Bonding.
Sacred.
Bound.

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September 14th, 2009