Junepaulette GasrelTibbetts

Rookie (13 June 1959 / Queens, New York)

In Golden Dreams


A tender day,
long ago.
My heart belonged to you...
I imagined so hard,
of the mysteries,
That would follow...
When one can take time
and spin it-
Into golden dreams.
And so, in youthful acceptance
I did believe...
That I carried the key to your heart...As you mine...
One day,
after so many
passions of meaningless
devotion.
Your voice, at long last-
called to me...
So how was I to believe-
a promise made
was to be kept?
And thru my own heart,
I broke yours.
Now here I sit,
And the haunted memories...
Of all I lost,
have born
themselves once more...
I call myself -
the Biggest Fool...
You must be laughing -
after all this time-
Did I do you a favor?
Releasing you from your honor-
of keeping a promise
made to a child?
02-03-10
taj

Submitted: Wednesday, February 03, 2010
Edited: Wednesday, February 03, 2010

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