Love sits between we recently challenged
And long unchurched souls
Whispering in our ears
For us to pay attention when we nod off
That the end of our days will be before
It gets up to so much as take a leak
Relentless as it is, in its way
Foreshadowing now in our wedding vows
As have the years of handwringing
And walks with us in the park
Suggesting we talk nicely, taking our time
Noticing the trees, flowers and breeze
Tracing our shadows on the concrete walk
And letting our souls flaunt these bodies
Above the grass for a while
Rather than below it
Catering to our best whims
Coordinates pinpointed by stars
And though our fate be bedraggled
By issues, events and occurrences
Letting us feel the thorns
Of embarrassing revelations
Buried beneath rolling down rocks
As from mountainsides
Or as from castles crumbled
During the erection phase
Entombing our once-waving limbs
And our names be besmirched
What is appearing will betoken
What cannot yet be spoken
For nothing thus begotten
Can long be kept at bay
Or always be abridged
Or rival the atonement
Or match our aplomb
At the rolling away of the stone
