The Whispers of Promises
the lines of her hands
whisper of pinky promises
the good
and the bad
the cold nights of tears
broken hearts, hands, love
the days thoughts are smothering
"do you promise?"
"yes."
lies.
the warm days
of holding hands and
warm smiles
whole hearts, hands, love
your thoughts are free
"do you promise?"
"yes."
truth.
This poem is about:
Me