I had a dream one day
that all the angels were
dressed in black as
they spoke my name
i thought they lamented
for me but
i realise now they were
mourning our love.

On a wintry night, with the sky alight

As a gentle breeze, sets aflutter the leaves

And a single chime, sings a lonely rhyme

I think of you, my lovely tease


On a sunny day, when the birds are gay

And the grasses green, full of flowers leaning

And a lonely rose, springs from the boughs

I think of you, my evil queen


At a gloomy time, when a laugh is a crime

And a cold crow caws, on a piercing note

As the music sighs, through lows and highs

I think of you, my winsome woe


On a cheerful eve, without a moment's grief

As a laugh rings loud, from nature's lips

And the trees sing calm, like a cool balm

I think of you, my charming miss


As the time rolls by, with nary a cry

And the sun sets low, on our quaint show

Will you stand tall and break this wall?

Will you think of me, will you think of me at all?

This was a handwritten letter that wasn’t patient enough to wait in the mail. I am a supporter of writing letters.

Our world is drifting from the simplicity of pen and paper. We love to complicate things in life.

I hope this letter can be a simple reminder that there is happiness and hope, even in darkness that reminds you of ink.

The first time I saw you my mind raced to memories of summer days at the beach; campfires; the sound of the ocean.

I thought, “She has no idea how beautiful she is. It doesn't cross her mind that girls envy her and men desire her. She is too concerned with the sound of laughter, and how it makes the darkness step back.”

I make a lot of assumptions, mostly unjustified, about people I cross paths with. But I am sure you are justified in feeling like royalty. You look like happiness.

A fort in the living room that looks like a castle, and cookie dough that tastes like heaven. If the opportunity crosses my path, I would give anything to meet you.

If you walked in front of me, I would think you were a shooting star and make a wish.

Don’t change. Shine unapologetically. You illuminate the humans around you.

Admittedly, the desire to write this letter is still unknown. The desire is there and so here are the words.

You fit into my thoughts like your poems fit in my pocket...

Delightfully comfortable.

I could write you a list so long, outlining all my flaws.

You call me beautiful and I can almost see it.

Hands could intertwine and it could be so wonderful..

But you'd have to get to know me.

Walls could come down...

But you'd get to close.

It could be wonderful for awhile.

Bodies tangled and laughter filling our hearts.

But I get scared so easily.

You are a masterpiece...

I'm resisting the impulse to run as emotions take me.

But I know an absence of you would always linger in-between if I did.

All I know at this moment..

Is I couldn't stand for "us" to be another broken memory along the floor.

But how could that be possible when I'm so consumed with thoughts of you.

I often stay up until the sun rises,
because I love the light blue
that captures the earth
before the burning
ball of light does.

We may despise the hot,
and seek coolness on the
warmest of days,
but we'd all be lying
if we said that
we hate the sun,
and we hate the sunsets,
and the sunrises,
and I'd be lying
if I said
the only reason
I stayed up
was to watch
the sun
swallow the earth
and illuminate it.

I love thinking of you,
and I love conversing with you
from day's beginning
to day's end.

And, you know,
I'd be lying
if I said
I didn't miss you
every second
you're gone.