My love, transcendent of your infectious grin, your smooth skin
or the delightfully surprising strength your hands possess  
is ongoing, fervent

A votive, held with ease, void of vanity,
transcendent yet still of conversation,
emotional and moral connection.

It binds, like a covenant amongst the devout,
like the fearful in doubt.
It is, omnipotent, virile

and as you struck a chord in the hearts of many before,
so will you strike me dead
'Though on, I hope, to evade the noose yet still tie a knot with rope.