I was sworn
long before
the birth
was born

Open eyes
Open mouth
Suckle quick

For life
is nothing
if not a gift

Yet
age betrays us
well

Left a love forlorn
to be

An origin
A foot
imprints
then stands

The yoke
you bore
with print
so blurred

Have you lost
the one
long sought

A lonely
barren love
mortality