
Bonded
In the quiet hum of fleeting time,
Two hearts entwine, an endless rhyme.
Bonded not by chains, but by choice,
Their whispers speak with a tender voice.
Through every storm and shifting tide,
They stand as one, side by side.
Tied not by fate, but by the will
To nurture love, to bend, to still.
Bonded in moments, both joy and strife,
They write together the story of life.
Tied to the promise, bound by the past,
In love’s embrace, they stand steadfast.
Each glance a promise, each touch a grace,
A love that time cannot erase.
In every scar, in every tear,
Love’s bond grows stronger, year by year.
Tied to each other, bound by heart,
Never to drift, never to part.
For love is the thread, fine and true,
That holds them together, me and you.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️



Comments (3)
What marriage is all about as well as any relationship. Good work.
Lovely!!👏👏
Honesty and truth