Since I and this world have been introduced,
many, many years ago,
we have nurtured unconditional a passion,
that has lasted all the time.
We have enjoyed every day lived together,
although huge crowd gathered around us,
prompt to envy and end this endearment.
Never have I been afraid of,
for they don’t know, or even fancy,
what the kind of power is clothed
so true and tireless a lover’s heart.
When I fall asleep, afar from world,
I don’t let it on strange hands,
averse to my delight.
I let it, in the brumes of night,
in the care of nothing less than
Published in the July 2016 issue of The Basil O’Flaherty.