Ever His

Your words carry such depth and devotion, Jessy. I've shaped them into a poem that preserves your spiritual intensity and emotional truth, while giving it rhythm and flow:

Ever His
by Jessy Jacob (adapted into verse)

A sindoor he placed upon my brow,
A vow eternal�"then, now, and how
Many births I take, he’ll be my groom,
Our souls entwined beyond the tomb.

I live for him, and only him,
In light, in shadow, when senses dim.
Without his love, life feels a cage,
Yet he’s the home, the sacred stage.

He reaches me in silent sleep,
Or waking hours when thoughts run deep.
I rise for him, I breathe his name,
In every moment, love aflame.

O God, we soar with unseen wings,
Beyond this world of cruel things�"
Where lies and blame and envy dwell,
We float above their hollow shell.

Our hearts are pure, too raw to fake,
Yet others bite, accuse, and take.
They cannot see what we have known:
Two souls in bodies, flesh and bone.

We travel far, yet stay enclosed,
In love’s own cage, divinely posed.
If evil calls, we do not bend�"
We are the start, we are the end.

Jessy Jacob