The Letter
The Letter is crisp and infinite,
I love the Letter,
I cherish the Letter.
The Letter smells good.
The words in the Letter are beautiful.
The Letter reads like silky petals.
I hold the Letter to my heart,
I love the way the Letter folds and unfolds.
I don’t want to let go of the Letter.
The words are evocative and truthful;
They are lying and deceitful.
Another wrote the Letter,
In another time, in another language.
The day I received the Letter,
I feared to open it.
When I opened it I loved it, I hated it,
I despised the Letter.
I, we, them wrote the Letter,
I forgot who made the words,
The sender wants a response,
I love the Letter,
The words are disappearing,
Time for a reply.
1 comment:
Time for another letter.
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