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Letter XXI
O’ Tell me of the dream, & whisper at my feet. I am a thousand stream at which your sighs repeat. & like a million wave, in thine heart, I’m a rave; Speaking of Love, that wins at his defeat. O’ Tell me of the glory, the times you’re struck by fear. & tell of that
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Letter XX
Ourselves are but a mirror divine where all the precious eminence dwell. So such our union; I & thine; Of Love, no man can ever tell. Of ancient songs & prayers of penitence, Of childish haste or stoical reticence, Of our creation & our salvation, Of our origin & destination, Of all the good & all
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Letter XIX
Of all necessities should I find you lest I be the Man I need not be. Of all the Life’s, ours is the best. As may we meet, thee & me. So I find you must, my faith & trust, through waves & raves & quakes & gust, through mist & mirk & haze &
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Letter XVIII
Into our arms, no hurts no harms Yet, Love, no brokenness can efface. Into our arms, I win & lose, & needed there, no chants no charms. I savor tastes as we embrace; Tastes in my soul as Love suffuse. Into our arms, a divine dose of Love into a world morose of identity in a nihilist
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Letter XVII
Beyond the single strokes of Fate, with shrill & garish myriad causes, & reasons not known back to Man; I chant the hymn of your Love as I wait. & between the silences—the pauses, I pray to love you much as I can. & in my wait, I journey on, Accompanied—I, though I’m alone, In
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Letter XVI
Come closer; As our moments, we highlight. Come closer; Let us stargaze through the night. Let us find us, Let us let our past behind us. & with each other’s open arms, Let us embrace the dusky charms stretching across our sight… Come closer; For my Love is hidden in nature Into the grass & the skies,
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Letter XV
You’ll wonder why I stop, As we begin to pray. You’ll wonder how all words retreat, How they may cease, escape, or stray. As my eyes gaze at God & you —As adamant as mountains, As vivid as fountains; Mirroring each light, each hue, each colour of our prayer, That ripens in the air. Know,
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Letter XIV
Needed, no new expression, No song, verse or lullaby. Our Love is but a question, & the answer is you & I. Now, I have stopped to love, for I have stopped loving. Like a shadow surrendering to the self from a journey in a garish day. Like that, I stop before we stray. Utterly adhering to
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Letter XIII
In my nocturnal wait, I love you enough. As I’ve loved you & yet in my nocturnal wait, I utter more letters than all alphabet. I find more meanings between love & hate. Between good & evil, between dark & light. & in my nocturnal wait, Endlessly so wounded is my soul, Endlessly so
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Letter XII
None knows my secret, yet I’m; None but your Love. None knows my secret, yet Ma’am; Come lay my heart with thine. For Loving you was mine, of all the roles, I’ve had. The sole role from above, That was, simply, your Love. One joy in a world so sad. For all the Love I’ve loved.
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