Promise (Our Story)A Poem by Thomas Emile Vaughen
Do you remember November?
You rushed out, in a hurry, spontaneous flurry And you were in my arms It was instant, hit me like a brick Chemistry took over me Cuddles, chaos, laughing and living in a bright, blissful world I watched you eat in Burger King - it's not a metaphor - yet I adored watching you scoff, gulp, chew Chow down You chose onions and became self conscious! Back in the black of our apartment We first touched in that way and wow, what wonder as I began to blunder, beg and beckon to God - to see the treasures of his work Well, we strolled along, think you sang songs and clutched my arm - not a moment passed without you my lass, being firmly latched The bars we frequented for our drinks, I saw something more than vision in the dim light; something of your heart felt nature And I knew that I had wandered long enough January came and in some ways it was the same but in others we were building; see you had met my good friends And saw the bonds that made me We sipped coffee in sweet cafes and crunched on Mexican breakfast Buy me that notebook! But know this, love, each day does pass and I want more of our story Step by step, with each other Write the page, ignore the number
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Added on March 13, 2019 Last Updated on March 13, 2019 AuthorThomas Emile VaughenFloating around the north of England, United KingdomAboutSometimes I make myself a coffee, pop on the internet and write stuff. Read at your *peril*. Can be found on Substack [https://thomasemilevaughen.substack.com] or Bluesky [@cperil.bsky.soci.. more.. |

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