My love

Love grips me
And I grip it back,
In a stranglehold
Of passion
That aches my throat,
That chokes back tears.
To lose your love,
A great, big fear.
Are you dying
A slow, slow death,
Or will you bravely
Reach for joy
Despite your pain,
So much to gain
Despite the rain
Deep in your heart,
Deep in your thoughts,
To look,
To look
For joy?
Love grips me.
May it grip you,
And heal your sorrows
And give you strength
In a grip of iron;
No, a grip of hope,
Gripped by beauty;
May love grip
Your heart with joy.
Come,
Grip love with me.


CY,