I'm writing you this letter
from the most deepest well of my heart.
Written not in ink,
but the very life giving spirit
that you have given me.
You won't find the words carved in the innocent tree.
Nor on this fragile page you hold.
These words are seared across my heart.
You know I miss you near,
and am so sensative to your touch.
Only you hold the key,
You are my love letters.
11 June 2008
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