On Love and Marriages

 
seek not the shackles that bind
the fingers in golden circles
should hearts be wild yet
and seek the taste of nectar
on the buds foreign

lead not your hopes for faith
love giving and fidelity
when tears still stroll unheeded
in raw wounds cut of yesterdays

should love be professed
let there be space in your togetherness
stand together yet not too near together
for space between need air for breathing

be yourself for yourself  and in  honesty
to others, it satisfy all without pain
nor allow the question be asked
by the green eyed monster

for unto marriage a vow made
to have and to hold and forsake
all others in your arms and heart
yet respectfully allow silent companionship

for your home is your palace
as the Pillars of the temple stand apart
bearing the weight and holding it up
so do you as together as intertwined twins.

*the Italics are borrowed from Khalil Gibran*
this poem was entered in a competition here. thank you for reading