My love,
I pray this letter finds you well. As always, all I think about is you. When I’ll be back… It’s very hard to tell. So until then, these letters have to do. You know I dream of you most every night. So far from you, it’s hard to sleep at all. But when I do, you know I hold you tight; just like that summer at the lake. Recall? I get the letters that you send my way. I guess there’s other things you’re thinking of or maybe just run out of things to say. Regardless, just remember who I love. It’s you, my love, my heart so longs to see. Till then, this kiss sealed letter.
Truly,
Me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting I wonder if it really is for someone. A great sonnet.(in disguise) .