Oriel Of Promise


Guilty of desiring
His oriel of promises

My admission.
I return, daily
To be near
His spirit.
Of denial
My never ending
Comfort in a window
My broken spirit.


54 thoughts on “Oriel Of Promise

  1. Oh this is longing in the most beautiful way. It’s a wonder he didn’t throw a few pebbles at your bedroom window, just to get your undivided attention. Me, I would have used bricks πŸ˜‰ Love this! And as always, thank you for allowing a peek into such a wonderful woman. Mushy, yes, but I tend to tell it like it is.

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