I sit here wrighting you,
My room as empty as can be,
All I have is candlelilght,
And
The soft music of my fathers people.
They do not sing,
And yet, they can tell you what is love
In just a few notes.
Its amazing how it seems to become this way,
I am in Love with you,
Yes, I know I am.
I have never felt love,
But I know what I feel for you is true.
I can feel it,
In my stomach.
There was always a knot there,
But I now,
It feels as if,
I know where I belong now.
I use to only dream of the sea,
Now,
I dream of you and the sea.
The two love of my life.
Am I being silly?
Am I being ridiculous,
For being in love with you,
Or being in love with with our letters?
I can't wait,
I want to meet you,
To see you,
To hold you.
I want to show you how much I love you,
I want to show you,
How dear you are to me.
I miss you,
Please wright me back?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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There is such delight in the anticipation of new love. I hope you get your love letter soon. A sweet and honest poem that you have inked well. PEACE