Wednesday, May 02, 2012

The letters, where will they go ?


I have composed hundreds
of intricate love letters,
with your name written in neat cursive
at the top.
I speak of my swollen heart
and the way your tender hands
feel so natural
against my skin.
I fabricate memories
of the sound of your laughter
as though it is a love song
that frequents my days.
Envelopes are sealed
and kissed with a stamp
to be sent off
to a nonexistent address....

So dear love, whoever you are, when you come to me, please reply !