Love Letter
When the night falls, slowly eating away at the blue day,
I lay, eyes awake, mind searching for a perfect image of you.
I search my ears for a remnant of things that you say,
But nothing I find comes close to the real, physical you.
These thoughts of mine do race without stopping to take a breath.
Until sleep comes from exhaustion alone,
And I dream of being by your side until my death.
Your absence is as the agony of a broken bone.
Those few nights we shared a bed,
I felt things I did not know existed in this life,
And though, "I love you," you have repeatedly said,
I will not be at peace until we are wed and I am your wife.
Copyright © Emily Schaffer | Year Posted 2014
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