Our unsent letters showed up once in dreams:
the perfume box was pinkly layered
and exuded clouds of love
when opened.
But soon the words just evanesced like sunrise;
did you write in wax?
They faded,
lost to me forever,
both in sleep
and on waking -
not just unsent
but unreceived.
First three Chapters....
15 years ago
1 comment:
Loved the way you touched such a soft moment. Lovely :)
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