I love letters
but I really hate this one
passionately engraved
into rough paper
With closed eyes
I trace the characters and symbols
several times over
dashing, dotting, and crossing
before sealing it in an envelope
labeled: fragile
I was right
to write it out of me
slowly and carefully
translating the memory
of your face
as you tried
to sound me out
2 comments:
I enjoyed the voice in this
poem, her honesty. The second
verse especially sings.
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