Promise of Time/ Time Killed

Promise of Time/ Time Killed

A Poem by Constance

He slips further into my mind and soul

Effortlessly, smoothly, without force

And I accept though with resignations

Letting friendship take its course

Hoping time won't take a heavy toll

Splitting the paths of our destinations

 

Conversation,too easy, distance, not such

Yet the trust and the connection build

And the resignations become stale, dry

Proving I am not so wary as to have killed

The quest for that which I want too much

Egged on by forces unseen, again I try

 

I've tried so many times, always did fail

Otherwise, I suppose I'd have no reason

To continue the search for what is right

Changing men like the change of the season

Eagerly I reach a shore, to reluctantly set sail

Though no longer after a single lusty night

 

I always promise myself, this time will last

It will be different, more promising, fullfill

My every need and longing, and I will be

Everything he's ever needed and he will

Make me forget all lovers from the past

And all my dreams will rest in us and we

 

Ahh... but this time I'm not moving so fast

He slips into my mind and soul but I wait

To let him slip so far in that I can't remove

At a moments notice, if this is not fate

For something in me says he could be last...

The end of the journey, promise's proof

 

Even if you see the draft image in your mind

At the break of day, all in one vision of hope

Every architect knows... things take time to build

And in the interim you can sit around and mope

Or you can do your best to truly seek and find

A reason for every promise, and each hour killed

 

 

 

 

 

© 2008 Constance


Author's Note

Constance
Just flowed out this way. I'll probably edit this later.

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wow i didnt even have to read all the way through it and i knew it was simply devine...thank you...

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Constance
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I write about my past, my own real experiences. Even my poetry is inspired by my life. I was, I suppose, born writing, making up stories and rhymes from about when I started to speak, but had to wait .. more..

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