Sonnet Ii - 'An Instant. A Mote Through The Hourglass Falls' Poem by Beach Leanbh

An instant. A mote through the hourglass falls
A modicum joined, barely measur’d
Yet etch’d more firmly than a weaver’s shawls
Azure thread stitch’d through my soul e’er treasur’d
For we are bound by embroid’ry deathless
Thy cobalt chord mated with mine of rust
Jointly violet makes and leaves me breathless
Lasting long after our bones become dust
When one would drift, the fiber is pull’d taught
Recoiling, convolving back together
Each laugh, each teardropp – tying a new knot
Ever tempering our timeless tether
Thy loom fortifies my apportion’d heart
Souls sewn together stronger than apart