I saw you
Through the window
Of broken promises
Stained with teardrops.
But maybe I was wrong-
For you weren’t sad,
but smiling.
Although your eyes
May have met blissful tears
It was not they
Who stained the window
But merely raindrops
Of a fresh day.
Our promises
Since repaired
Can hold the weight
Of the gaze we share.
Eyes that meet
Not for the first time,
But again.
As motion comes to a halt
Thoughts spring into action
And cause me to yell out to you:
I’ve returned, I’m all yours.
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