on each of our sides of the river, a sonnet

Something blissful seems to seep from our grasp,

Our hands won’t let go for many reasons.

When asked to look back at time since long past,

My heart stays steady with every season.

Once we were so small and full of formality,

But our arms became bound when our ground was shaking.

We’ve grown into each other like vines of ivy,

Now, our once dauntless and entwined leaves lay draping.

If forced, I can never forget your eyes.

If begged, I will stay only a step away.

We have shared every moment of our lives,

O how I wish I could keep it that way.

Many of our tears have fallen, but Life will not suspend,

And further, we are, further than an arm can extend.