Longing Letter Poem by Ali Latife

Beloved, my blessed sorrow.
brighter than pain and agony.
roses, angels, others, all beauty dub you queen of me.
whom I live for, whom I cry for.
none, only you.
All hearts raises white, committing you, kneeling, even moon and sun do.
Every dawn I wonder you my beloved.
Is it enough to give you all? … is it enough to write you alone?
I still wonder, why the pain and agony never deserted me, never left, I started to think it wouldn’t, until death.
Always more I be, it's beyond me, beyond reality.
The moments of joy with you …. I wish that I always keep.
I didn't confess, but I dreamt once, that your tears dropped, sky then with rain grieved, and I, made you smile.
Ah, are there heaven after you?
Is it you?

There is no hope, no wishes left.
Only to dream, only to walk pale with you, among Venus's purple stream.
Been elated by screams, mine, my world, both screams you endlessly.


My very true, my angel, beloved.
I am wholly yours, I'll obey, take my Eden.
I sown it with roses so red, played a tune by angels with pianos and violins, they'll always sing, sighing your name with a beautiful grin.

A sight In the throne of my thoughts, a red rose same as you.
Lovesome, lucent, as no one been.
In ruin meadow, dark, sorrowed, forsaken from all love.
She shine above all, souls and shadows come in so close, unfold the within mystery of all's.
And I in a cold chill rained, with a faint smile on my face.

Close my eyes, bury me in your heart.
Hold my hands, bring me close.
Wander around me, an angel you are.
Countless times I weep, never in dullness I be.
Never awake or asleep, never alive or dead.
I long you never less, your smiles, your laughter, all you I long never less.

Your immortal beau