GRIP

Iron grip holds firm
Put up the greatest fight
Struggle for years to get free
But grip fastens even tighter
Through pain, joy, sorrow
This grip stands undaunted;
Memories of you are few
But stronger than a lifetime's.
Each memory clip holds
Unimaginable volumes of volumes
As time grows,
Each memory clip grows
One scale after another,
A Steele resolve after another
To steer clear of you
To let sleeping dogs lie
Is shattered to shreds,
For when your heart beats,
Squeezes in pain,
Mine responds in resonance
A hundred strings on my guitar are strung
And I awake as from stupor
I stand on full alert
To render any help possible,
As much as is allowed
Prayers are offered up
To the one who is Omnipotent
The answer to every puzzle
Help! My heart bleeds
Bleeds in two different locations
In two different bodies,
Odd though
One heart,
Apparently one life
Yet communication a strain
Unwilling willingness astride
Bits and pieces of information
Meaningless even put together,
Emptied into the heart
Unwanted wanting,
Unloved love,
Blocked from communion
And the mystery settles,
Secrecy thrives in the dark
Will the grip linger on?

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