Promises Poem by G. Newton V. Chance

</>I promised you the world, my love,
But the world slipped through my fingers
Like water through a sieve,
A forearm through a sleeve
Or sunshine through the leaves.

I promised you my dreams, my love,
But my dreams evaporated
Like water in the sun,
A foetus never born,
An action never done.

Promised you my love, my love,
But love slipped through my fingers
Like water through fish gill,
A hundred dollar bill
Or wind through window sill.

I gave to you my world, my love,
But the wind slipped through my fingers,
Promises evaporated
And like toy balloons, inflated,
Love floated off to other dreams
And left us incarcerated.

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