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We didn’t swear on stars or rings— only what the moon’s thin lantern brings: no altar blaze, no chapel vows, just winter hush in leaning boughs. I took your hand— bone-cold, brave— cut in your name along cedar grain. They called us cursed, and still we stayed: two living ghosts inside what we made. We swore on shadows, not on light. We kissed in weather, not candlewhite. You were the mark I chose to trust— we flared to flame and fed the dust. You touched my skin like falling dusk, a quiet spell, a wordless trust. They never saw the world we grew— rootwork rooms no daylight knew. They called us wrong; we answered breath— wounds that learned their way through death. We swore on shadows, not on light. Storm took our witness; the rain wrote it. No scripture holds what we became: we were the scar beneath the name. And when the dawn sifts ash to seed, our oath takes root in open field— two thumbprints drying on a blade of reed, the names the dark forgot re-made.
Alternative version
We didn’t swear on stars or rings But shadows that the moonlight brings No altar lit, no chapel vows Just empty woods and silent boughs I took your hand With blood and grace And carved your name In sacred place They called us cursed But still we stayed Two ghosts alive In vows we made We swore on shadows Not on light We kissed in storms Not candlelight You were the truth I dared to trust We turned to flame And fed the dust We swore on shadows That we’d remain And let the dark Forget our names You touched my skin Like falling dusk A tender spell Of silent trust They never saw The world we grew Beneath the roots Where secrets flew They called us wrong But we were real A love that wounds But dares to heal We swore on shadows Not on light We kissed in storms Not candlelight You were the truth I dared to trust We turned to flame And fed the dust We swore on shadows That we’d remain And let the dark Forget our names I won’t forget Then stay unseen I’ll find you still In every dream If time unwinds We’ll still be flame They lost our trail But not our name We swore on shadows Not on light We burned in dark And found what’s right No scripture holds What we became But we were love Without the name
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