But,….. I Gave My Word

It came one night, the end I mean, thus we live, two solitudes;
Sharing roof an empty nest and little else,
But……. I gave my word.
Off she drives into her world and I in turn to mine,
Each to apply the salve of busyness,
But……. I gave my word.
No hug, no kiss, no touch of hand, no whispers in the night;
To re-assure those dusty vows buried in a drawer somewhere,
But……I gave my word.
I saw her once by accident,her businesslunch across a busy room;
She looked, saw and nodded,eyes returning her colleague’s words,
But……I gave my word.
Thus the voice inside my head competes with the man I aspire to be,
“Leave”, it says. “It’s for the best".
But……I gave my word.
So the dance continues, and you may question is it worth this price?
To be alone save with work and thought,and these things I write,
But…….I gave my word.
And what be the cost to pay to exit this single vow?
Would the man in the mirror with his word cast aside,
………………..Still be the same man I am now?

K

wow....very nice

thanks for sharing........