rivulets

In the silence of the evening,
I heard your promises.
The air was thick and still;
And you were curt in your kisses !
I spelt out my worries
that the rest so easily dismisses,
And you laughed it off too.
It strengthened my wishes.
So I say that I will....
I have been trying to kill
the grey mist beyond the grill.
Am clutching the past that's new.
The bright lights are few.
May the brightest one be you.