the promise
fell
into my arms
unbidden
unspoiled
like raindrops
in early spring
touching skin
with cold, fresh lips
I was safe here
within these walls
afraid to move beyond
the lines
curves
dug deep
in the wooden floors
I could not say
where my feet
bare and bleeding
walked for years
skin cut
and callous
trailed
behind
the promise
stuck like a tick
in long wild grass
as I passed
through
I was the sky
in dreams
while storms raged
sun shone
and the moon
floated
above the fields
I was safe here
and the promise
was broken.
~
la fraser March 1, 2017
lei fraser 