Tag: tryst



Could it be?
Surely not
After a lifetime
of travelers passing by

Was it still
in the same spot?
It was worth a try
In the crevasse
Down below
A keepsake
marking the day

A token of love
left there long ago
Buried under the clay 
With determination 
it was recovered
Invoking feelings
long forgotten

Lost in thoughts
Recollections stirred
All wrapped up in cotton
He had never returned
She was now certain
Their tryst
a faded memory

Faces become hazy
Promises spoken and broken
Conjured in a sweet reverie
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent's Thursday Photo Prompt

Word Prompt:  Haze

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