By Stanley Collymore
I know that I have no legal or moral claims
on you as the only attachment I have to
you at present is the love we share
for each other - because the
wedding ring you wear
is not mine but given to you by another.
And like a beguiling moat, beneath whose
unruffled surface lurks many dangers,
it shuts you in - a prisoner of love
in your fortified castle.
Therefore, my only chance of ever getting
to you - apart from storming the castle
or laying siege to it– is for someone,
preferably yourself, who’s on the
inside to lower the drawbridge
down and let me in.
© Stanley V. Collymore.
24 December 1997.