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We’re going old school with letters and the post man for Fireblossom Friday today.   I’m also sharing this at d’Verse Poets where the task is to examine emotion in poetry, to create the emotion without direct reference to what the speaker is feeling.

No poet to pen my song
of desire and devotion;
no postman can carry
love letters left unwritten.

Dreams of sweet kisses
my lips gently to yours;
imagining the softness
of each strand upon your head.

Your passions postmarked
with another woman’s soul;
silently begging your attention
to turn discretely my direction.

Love letters of my heart,
blood etched upon stone;
the words I long to say
remain trapped within.

13 thoughts on “Unwritten

  1. “no postman can carry
    love letters left unwritten.”

    Nice, but … if another woman is involved, and she has rightful “ownership” – well, perhaps some things are better left unsaid.

  2. we need to write more love letters….
    we found a box of the love letters my wife and i wrote back and forth
    the year after i finished college and she had one year left…
    it was pretty cool…

    its the words i dont say that scare me most…

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