“…my promise…”

I made my promise to Her, with Her being completely unaware
And if She asked, I would choose not to share
I told Her I didn't want Her trust, I wanted Her loyalty
For time alone will reveal that which is of my actuality
Hence from within I'd given unto Her my obligation
To cultivate Our seed of adulation, to relish within this inclination
And to abide in the appreciation of Our dedication
Submerging Self within this yearning of partiality
Inducing my infatuation with the ideology of Our fidelity
Encompassed within a depth never ventured of that animating principle
Yet embracing all of the possibilities of that deemed unassailable
I promise the articulation of my avidity
With that craving to aspire One's soul into a serenity
This promise is not made unto Her, but unto Self subjectively
Yielding affection psychologically, obedient emotionally, a promise made definitively
For I promise unto Self to strive for a causality
Only within Her to actuate what few find to be a reality
Inciting amity to procure that elusive constancy
My promise to love Her within Her entirety

By: Kazeric Freeman

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...a promise made to her that she never heard nor made aware of...it's mine...