The Last Love Letter

Scented with perfume, in as imagined Heart melting into each words inflexion Feeling softly, paper creases crumpled We drew in each breath by resonation The pen that so wrote, held by loves own hand Bare canvas enlivened by touch divine Within love bubble spherical we stand Loving heart reads the words, as mind aligns Essence of presence centred in the void As we become both reader and writer Our unified consciousness overjoyed Unspoken words felt by meditator Centred self thus reading the love letter Is both the receptor and transmitter 07-January-2021