Transcendental Sonnet #1244:
My Love I Give Myself to You and Wait
for my Silke with all my heart
Standing here at the edge of the abyss
I find myself wishing I had your kiss
My downfall would be easier to take
If falling I knew I fell for the sake
Of love for Silke Shining in the Sky
And so is this what it feels like to die?
Am I not falling down but falling up
The climax Shakespeare called "the little death"?
All I know is each heartbeat every breath
From now on will be yours and that this cup
Thought bitter once will now be heaven-sweet
My love I give myself to you and wait
For you for love for trust for hope for fate
But even now our two souls as one meet
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMV Silke LLC
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