Ache of Promise


A walk among reservations.

Tossing away toys from before.

Falling like a wealth of depressions…into a provisional floor.

Troubles…dragging me down.

Nothing but self-imposed seclusion…uttering around.

A fish tanked.

Looking at an oasis…at a far off shore.

But love dared me.

And, offered tokens of my innocence as…reward.

Conundrum of careful carefree chances.

An ache of promise…kept or deceived.

For infinity…a bite of love’s risk.

Forever, a mishap…on which I feed.

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