You know love
sustains me
it flows through my veins and my heart
. . . my soul; every body part
but your lies are hard to swallow
alone I often ponder
is this true love or hollow?
Only love
sustains me . . .
it merits my everything
e’en before I wore your ring
don’t you long to touch me
keep me in your heart and soul
to live for eternity?
A new hope
sustains me
radiance and good shall linger
beyond our touch, our finger
lives a spark hidden inside
pure love is everlasting
far too precious to hide!
Shirine McVey discovers that twenty years of her life have elapsed since she went to sleep in a hotel room in El Paso, Texas. And worse, she is married to a man she doesn't know.