Posts Tagged ‘promise’

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Posted: October 27, 2014 in Love Poems, Poetry
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I can love with a Promised heart.

Disclose to me what you believe.

I will show you evidence- Proof-

that I belong to me, but can remain True.

written 22 October, 2014

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No less an organ

than the cardiac muscle

and sinew

of a regular human heart.

This heart dreamt.

It dreamt of love

in two hands, clasped;

in four eyes, twinkling;

in lips and words, whispered

and shouted,

and gestures and laughter

and memories

that have yet to be made.

Some of these dreams

turned into wishes,

and the wishes became so strong

they turned into prayers-

much like a chick

turns into a fledgling,

than spreads its wings

and flies.

The heart was shattered

by promises

that held as much weight

as stardust,

sweet words

that disguised the taste of cyanide,

and its own dreams

which it believed too much in

and had its natural rhythm disrupted by.

The shattered fragments

of the glass heart

belong to me.

They dig into my ribs

and say don’t believe

too strong

in dreams.

In their rooms they loved each other.

He kept a photograph of her,

she would write about him in her diary.

He would write songs about her.

She would write love letters to him.

In the darkness, he thought about her,

and she of him.

They imagined each others bodies, each others faces.

When they answered each other through meeting

they would smile, faces glowing red, as if from cold.

They would touch, shoulders rubbed gently,

hands clasping– the lock and the key.

They whispered promises to each other,

spoke of dreams in hushed tones filled with wonder.

They kissed, and felt each others’ warmth.

They woke to gray morning,

clouds filling the sky, turning it silver.

At their parting, each sighed.

When he turned one way, and she the other,

all the things they whispered

buzzed like static

in their minds.