My Love,
I write to you from a place beyond compare,
A fragrant haven, where the soft breeze sighs,
A sea of roses stretches everywhere,
Beneath a sky of endless, azure dyes.
Imagine, love, a boundless, crimson tide,
Where velvet petals drift and gently sway,
Each perfect bloom, a symbol of our pride,
A testament to love that lights our way.
The air is thick with perfume, sweet and deep,
A heady mix of passion and desire,
Where secrets whispered, tenderly we keep,
And hearts ignite with an eternal fire.
I wander through this ocean, all alone,
And dream of you, your touch, your loving gaze,
Each rose a memory, a love that's grown,
Through sunlit days and starlit, moonlit ways.
I long to share this beauty, just with you,
To walk hand-in-hand, where roses softly gleam,
And in this sea of love, so pure and true,
Find solace, peace, and live our cherished dream.
Come, join me, love, within this fragrant space,
Where roses bloom and time forgets to race.
Yours always,
Happy Wife
I spent three hours
& forty-eight dollars
in a used bookstore
Dust filled the air as I
cracked the spines of a thirty
year old book wide open
Baby blue, sun-stained, hard cover
of Francois Villon, filled
with Greater and Lesser Tenements
and a secret. Tucked in yellow
pages of the long-neglected tome
was a postcard, sent to Scotland.
I have yet to read a piece
of prose, much less
a compelling poem that begins
with a hook half as charming
as this epistolary question—
“Have you been haunted by any Highland ghosts yet?”
I am unsure of the result,
I don’t know if any spirits
even roam the rolling Scottish hills
But without a doubt,
that humble author’s words
pleasantly haunt my own pen.
i'll never forget
the way his words
fell across the page
his ciceronian elegance
the effulgence of my soul
amidst the threads
of darkest nights
spun as if through stars
we danced within the shadows
'neath the pearly moon
i remember the way
our muses spoke
mindful thoughts
in hidden speech
epistolary notes in whispers
romance upon the sheets
though i can't recall
.....his name
through all these
heartfelt writes
September 14, 2019
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