A Promise Kept

On Castle Hill we lingered, hand in hand.

Intoxicating honeysuckle’s scent,

beneath the moon our whole future we planned,

our youthful limbs entangled, passions spent.

Next day the world would tear us both apart,

Three hundred miles to travel for a kiss.

Yet absence strengthens feelings of the heart,

And distance traveled only heightens bliss.

We both clung tightly to our summer’s dream,

Though others came and tempted us to stray.

And letters flowed between us like a stream,

Our words of hope entreating love to stay.

That summer’s night was twenty years ago,

Though passions fade, true love will always grow.