Promises

They're not worth the breath it takes

To pledge them all as true,

No better than the heart that vows,

Are promises to you.

I've heard them all before, I guess

But I didn't learn a thing.

Since when I hear your promises,

My heart begins to sing.

I know that what we have today

Is solid and it's real.

That's why your word to me creates

The warmth that I now feel.

I'll make a promise of my own,

And give it, Love, to you.

I'll love you til the day I die.

I hope MY word will do.

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salphire5's picture

How beautiful.
And despite the pain of broken promises on his part, you bare your soul to make a promise that you mean, that you will keep.
How brave. How touching.
Will he learn, ever?
I do so enjoy your poems Jessica. I relive parts of my life as I read them. Thank you for your poetry.
F. Salphire