Vow

Keith

I'd love you anyway

even if the spires stopped

pointing to the sky

or the trains left their track

and went across country

I'd love you anyway.

Every inch of your nave

Every beam of your roof

Every tile of your aisle

I'd love you anyway.

Even through locked doors

or sad barred windows

or even on silent Sundays

with no bells ringing

I'd love you.

Even as they buried me

Deep down

In the deepest depth

Of their despair

I would

Love

You.

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Comments +

Fay Slimm. January 27th, 2022 09:10
A love affair with ancient buildings - we have that in common to a degree my friend - they cant drag me away from their history when I enter these places - thanks for the read and you poem it well Keith - -- I really related.
Rozina January 28th, 2022 02:21
To be on the receiving end of such beautiful words….…sigh! I must show this to my hubby. Maybe he’d be inspired to write something for Valentine’s Day, even if he starts with Roses are red violets are blue…..
- KeithJanuary 28th, 2022 04:03
  You made my day with this comment - so kind of you, Rozina. x
Goldfinch60 January 28th, 2022 02:45
Old buildings just seem to speak to me when I enter them.

Andy

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