NaPoWriMo #23 A Most Unholy Union

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in the presence
of my brain, and before these thoughts (so endless)
and intentions, to join together these words
and this rhyme in Poetry, which is my curse
but an honorable and beautiful tradition,
and therefore is not to be a submission
entered into unadvisedly or lightly,
and not to be structured forthrightly
but woven instead with love, respect,
friendship, and honor. And so imperfect
though it is, into this world this purloined
thought and this rhyme come now to be joined.