An Entrapment

My love, I have tried with all my being

to grasp a form comparable to thine own,

but nothing seems worthy;

I know why Shakespeare could not

compare his love to a summer's day.

It would be a crime to denounce the beauty

of such a creature as thee,

to simply cast away the precision

God has placed in forging you.

Each facet of your being

whether it is physical or spiritual

is an ensnarement

from which there is no release.

But i do not wish release at all.

I wish to stay entrapped forever.

With you for all eternity.

Our hearts , always as one and as promised.