The Promise of All. A poem.

The promise of all
Of who, wherefore art thou
A macrocosm
Of possibility
A smile to turn
And shake foundations

With discord and deceit
Thrown away
As if the promise
Were nothing
But an empty box

How I do wish
For you to grace
My world again

The promise of all
A glittering thing
To envy and need

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I’m a writer who loves tabletop role playing games, poetry and (you guessed it) writing. Occasionally I have something to say...

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