Woman's War

In century's search I see, your eyes, unaffected by time, lead mine, their unapologetic, lines, recite, apprised in my delight, a certain love I’d known before, I remember it under sycamore, our vows were true and read, souls entwined within our wed, we spent each moment, together, before that letter, informing of your death, since, I've spent all breath, writing prose in my wait, my hope, for my suffer, to find again my mate, amidst the pages, I uncover.