The lava lurches leaking slowly in
Unshook by the eruption’s doom
We lie in wait of obsidian tomb
And as the magmous blanket tucks us in
I’ll cuddle you once more–
Once the eddies dry, when our bodies die
We’ll muddle through one mire.
One more muddled-mire more.
When more mercy might implore–
Results of my repentance
From last night’s affair-admittance
Left pleading on the floor appalled
At my own selfish sins recalled.
Can only imagine how much resolve
Your forgiveness would need to evolve.
Yet it does
And you decide to stay,
To jointly wallow in my decay
Because of a hope in our covenant
Shared now in consequence
Brought to life by your mercy.
So let the marching magma come
And seal our fate in stone!
For this bond will not be broken,
Nor a sorrow sack our home!
Forgiveness ruled this house today!
The forgiven forever replies–
Our trial by fire testifies–
“In truth, she chose to stay!”
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