"In your love's tender chains, I freely dwell,
A prisoner of your grace, I must confess.
Our hearts entwined, a story we both tell,
In your embrace, I find my happiness.

Your love's a fortress, strong unswayed,
With every breath, my loyalty displayed.
In every storm and under moonlit skies,
I'll stand beside you, love, with steadfast eyes.

Through every joy and in the darkest hour
I'm bound to you with love's unbreakable power.
For in this captive love, I find my peace,
A prisoner of your love, and love's release.
© Ezra Briscoe