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 Letters Without Promises


Each had crept inside the other ones dreams
As crossroads of time intersected their world
Where a chess game of words wove colorful themes



They unraveled their thoughts one on one
While sitting in the shrine of a quiet afternoon
Watching the hours slide into patches of warm sun



Lives that had been woven by yesterday's hand
To forever dwell in a fabricated time
Of rose petals falling on snow white sand



Echoes tracing copies of one another's face
While carving letters without promises
Presenting effigies in a world without a place

 
  

lettres sans promettre
 
11-08-2009









 













































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