Moments of a MIRACLE

Oh here,
Where I set my everlasting rest
And shake the oak of inauspicious stars from this world worried flesh
Eyes look your last
Arms take your last embrace
And lips
Oh you doors of breath
Seal with a righteous kiss
A dateless bargain to an incarceration death

These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die,like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume

Death, that has sucked the honey of thy breath,
hath had no power yet upon thy beauty