Thursday, August 22, 2024

Prison Wife

Prison Wife

In the quiet of the night, I feel your absence deep,
Yet my heart whispers softly, "It's always You, my keep."
I am the light, steady and true, burning bright,
You, my love, are the dark, but together, we're just right.

You told me once, you love the moths, drawn to the flame,
From shadows, they come, no fear, no shame.
You’re the moth to my fire, seeking warmth in my glow,
And I promise, my love, I will never let go.

Though bars and walls stand tall, trying to keep us apart,
They can never touch the love that lives within my heart.
Five years may stretch long, but I'll wait through it all,
For you are my reason, my rise, and my fall.

No one can sever the bond that we've made,
Through darkness and light, together we've stayed.
So, my love, don't fear, I am forever your flame,
And when you return, it will be just the same.

It's always been you, from the start till the end,
My lover, my partner, my very best friend.
So rest easy, my moth, in the dark of your night,
For I will be here, your forever light.

~DeAnna Epperson



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