Paper Promises
By Cinara
Paper Promises In attic’s dark and musty gloom With moondust settled in the room My thoughts are swirling in the haze Remembering the splendid days Letters stained with fallen tears Wrapped in ribbon through the years Are holding vows upon a page Mellowed now with marks of age Carefully the bows untie Unleashing every written lie But still I seek to feel once more The love I lost forevermore Cricket’s chirp’s the only sound To pierce the hush of my surround A single light bulb’s dimming cast Allows a moonbeam through the glass In shadows of the attic’s must I speak aloud the words of trust Unfolding each hand written note And fingering the love you wrote No need to read through teary eyes The words so firmly memorized Carved deep into my spirit’s vein Where they still waken stirring pain The moon has vanished in the dawn Just as the love that’s come and gone With morning comes a muffled trill Of cooing dove upon the sill A soothing lovely peace he leaves While perched beneath the attic eaves I slowly peek to watch the pair Of loving doves in calmness there More faithful is the mourning dove Than paper promises of love Written February 10th, 2002 © on Feb 10 2002 10:20 AM PST 0 • 8
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