Beholden

I turn on the faucet
Snuff out the match
The candle catches, burning,
My love, a torrent, pours
A deluge toward you.
In passion, I am lost,
Storms around me toss,
But when you hold me,
I am sheltered, found.
Our love like a mansion
The two of us surrounds
Storms from which we wander
Deliver us together in wonder,
Captivation is our honor
Carrying us to the places
Where joy and peace live,
Love, we have so strong
To keep us safe in our storms.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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