The Locks Of Love – A Poem

IMG_2433The keys to the covenant settled in silt,
The pins in the promise are rusted.

Our tumblers tattered and tasked to the tale,
The point in this problem is trusted.

All Faceless and frozen in future,
A fable so flawless, forget.

The lock on this bridge is not broken,
The promise made here, a debt.


Isaac Olajos

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