Saturday, November 7, 2009

Email

I read each one
Of your letters
With avaricious glee
Wanting...
But knowing better
That it was you
Not just words
I could hold
closely to me

I delight
In the tiny details
Of your ordinary day
Messages that evoke
Without fail
Pleasure and hope
That we'll share
Together
The sublime and
Mundane someday

For now we
Have only words
In letters and
By telephone
But from what
I have heard thus far
You're the companion
I've sought all my life
None other
But you alone

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