None can cleave our souls in two
Which a day long ago did entwine
By vow or wish or compulsive desire
Bound in truth and shed of lies
We promise again:
Meeting, our eyes.

Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

5 thoughts on “Renewal”

      1. Well if folks were “sensible” romantics, it just wouldn’t sell–“hopeless romantic” is a major industry, world-wide. And how grand to be part of it (if unpaid)!

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