First posted in October 2014.
 

I flew from you last night,
Reluctant, bound to her despite
The dimming of the light
That lies, and die vows of troth and love.

Joy hastened sweep of hand,
Relentless, bound to her demand
And damning of the band
That lies, and die vows of troth and love.

Miles increase my desire,
Reliant, bound to her cold ire
And temp’ring of the fire
That lies, and die vows of troth and love.

Freed now dove depart,
Relieved, bound to your sweet heart
That kindles this new start
And burns, that live vows of troth and love.