Promises

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I remember that warm greet you gave me

in the cold chilly winters,

that hug you gave defined your inexplicable puerile love,

You promised to be the summer flower in my numb chilled thought,

You intrigued the new definition of allegiance

promised to be a gazing blur on the window of my heart

Entranced by your words of humility, I stepped onto the bridge of fidelity

a bridge of flowers leading to a bubbling valentine house,

promises is what I have in the hollow of my palm

I choose to hold it ,embrace it

whirl and churn your breaths into my pale blood

So that you may know one day, what all I craved for.

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7 thoughts on “Promises

  1. A handful of promises to absorb into the bloodstream. You write such descriptive and vivid images that one cannot help but fall in love with your words. May those promises come to fruition and fill your heart with joy. Beautiful poetry, MVS.

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