Orbits caught in gravity
They form and make a galaxy
Hands that grasp the sands of time
Bonds that form and never die
Love which riddles lie with truth
Tongues which move like deja vu
Open doors and open arms
Ride the bull with a crown of thorns
Forgiveness flowing and still current
Forever his devoted servant
Names are roads rarely spoken
Trust are chains never broken
© Delia Ross. 2019
PoeEternal 
Powerful words, well done.
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Really glad you like this one, Ivor. Appreciate your feedback.
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It’s my pleasure to comment on your words 😊
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❤💙❤
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