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Sunday, November 17, 2013

The Mag 194



The Letter

The nights are cold without you.
The days much too long.

Distance is measured
by lustful thoughts-
I cannot help.

I send this not to guilt you
but because my lips can reach you
no other way.

I have sealed the envelope
with the dampness of my tongue in hope-
and the stamp a breath & kiss.



Michael A. Wells


The Mag 194

13 comments:

Letitia Minnick said...

"I send this not to guilt you
but because my lips can reach you no other way." Brilliant! :)

Letitia Minnick said...

"I send this not to guilt you
but because my lips can reach you no other way." Brilliant! :)

Kathe W. said...

what a wonderful love letter!

Redefining Normal said...

Lovely words, full of emotion!

Tess Kincaid said...

Delicious...

Susie Clevenger said...

So full of longing...beautiful

Glenn Buttkus said...

Nice feel to this, Michael; very late 19th century romantic; liked the closing verse; but did you intend to write /with the dampness "of" my tongue in hope/; if not, I still dig it; thanks.

Anonymous said...

This is lovely!

Karen S. said...

I do believe their love is sealed! Yes, nicely felt!

gautami tripathy said...

So very beautiful! Loved the writing!

bridging the past with the future

Helen said...

Michael, Michael ... this is perfect.

Sue said...

Anyone would be happy to be on the receiving end of this!

=)

Katherine said...

A letter most definitely laced with love & longing. I love it!