I rest neatly cloaked of an envelope.
of a spritz - of Hollister Cologne.
I'm not one to openly pine - on an anecdote.
But I know on this impendin' journey,
I'm travelin' all on my own.
The words that've been wholeheartedly (quill) spilt..
Lovingly comprised - have barely even dried.
As I lay in here..
'n more than a smidge of deathly terrified.
My love's the raw emotion of a heart - feelin' all alone.
My love's the endless passion of a hand written poem.
..nestled gently beneath a one way ticket.
I'm ready - lick it..
Oh, 'n while you're at..
That single red rose..
Please, pick it..
Now, kindly, send us on our way.
I'm tryin' t'change the course of her day.
In the mailbox - I'll contently stay.
Jus' knowin' that I'm only miles away..
..from sensually serenadin' destiny.
The contents of this telegram,
is all o'the muse - that's left o'me..
..and THIS is my last chance.
As I've finally reached lady love's delicate hands.
The body of my intentions - she carefullyunfolds.
"My Dearest Love,
Truth be told..
When everyone in my life has stranded me,
you've always remained near.
Through moments of anxiety,
'n inconsolable despair.
You showed me a side of life,
in which I was previously unaware.
I'm not quite sure why you even put up with me.
I really can't fathom - why you still care!?
I constantly hide you from the outside world.
Around my friends - you miraculouslydisappear.
Yet, every time I've needed consolin'..
It's YOU - that's always there - with an ear.
I've poured my freakin' heart out,
to you - time 'n time again.
I've made a complete *** - of myself,
through tears that slowly trickle, 'n softly bend.
I've even tried to pretend..
That I was perfectly fine,
when my life, I was all but ready - to end.
And through it all - you were there for me.
God, I still can't comprehend..
..what I've done to deserve your love.
What I can do - t'make amends.
Please, don't tear me up!
My love, listen t'what's been penned.
My Dearest Poetry..
From this point forward - I promise
t'uphold my end.
On everythin' I love..
I've got you, my Godsend."
Yes, I've fallen in love with Poetry.
This is my hand written confession..