Idfka

My Darkest Vow

Beneath the moon that drinks the light,

Where shadows cling and stars take flight,

I found the soul that matches mine –

A rose that blooms where ivy twines.

Your laugh cuts through the midnight chill,

Your touch makes broken things stand still;

You see the dark I keep concealed,

And love the parts I thought were sealed.

No gilded rings nor grand display,

Just this: through dusk and decay,

Through every storm that tears the sky,

I’ll hold you close until I die.

When marble marks our final rest,

When all the world is put to test,

My heart still beats one truth alone –

You are my home, my own, my own.

From this hour, my hand you’ll take,

For all my days, my vow I make:

My dark, my light, my life, my wife –

You are the pulse that gives me life.

I once carried a heart in fragments,

shards of silence, heavy with ache

a vessel cracked by promise

that time alone could never remake.

But then she came, a light

unexpected,

soft as dawn yet fierce as flame.

Her laughter stitched my fractures

closed,

her touch rewrote my name.

Where I had been hollow, she planted

wonder,

where I was weary, she gave me rest.

The ruins became a cathedral of joy,

and love returned, fearless, blessed.

Now every beat sings her presence

not broken, not lost, but true.

For the most amazing woman I’ve

ever known

turned my heart into something new.