Love Letters

She spends hours writing love letters Post marking them for a later date In case she thinks of something More loving along the way She adds an even number of flower petals With a slight hint of perfume The scent of lilac is her favorite Sometimes a touch of cinnamon when it fits her mood She dot's all her " I's " with flowers And all her punctuation marks with hearts Because she feels that love is and always will be A lost form of art When she does send them on their way Single stamped and single file Giving each a lasting kiss And bids a part of herself farewell