Blossoms on Broken Glass
"Broken vows are like broken mirrors" — Richard Paul Evans*
Blossoms on Broken Glass
In one bright spring we met beneath the trees,
Where wind moved light through blossoms in the air,
You held my hands in mesmering rain’s tease.
My heart ran wild, a horse with no restraint,
Your smile made every shadow turn to light,
Our souls like cherry blossoms in the rain.
You pressed my cold hands to your chest so near,
And swore you’d stay with me through endless days,
“Return to me through all the passing years.”
“A thousand springs, and I will still be true,”
But time moved on, my hair turned grey with tears,
You never came, the promise broke in two.
Now Cheerblossom covers vows beneath my feet,
A life without love is desert without rain,
I dance alone where spring and silence meet.
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