Poem -

The Letter of Letters:

I Wrote Just For You

The Letter of Letters:

I met you at a junction
where letters intertwine,
oh how lucky my eyes are
to capture a moving picture so divine.

And who would have guessed 
that a hope so new and free,
would stretch forth its wings
to take flight from within me?

The poet held inside
awakens from its slumber,
allowing me to profess
the essence of your wonders.

And at last at that same junction
where letters intertwine;
they twist, turn, and form

—
in ways to call you mine.

I dilly and dally
where letters intertwine,
in defiance of a heart
that is determined to make you mine.

Giving into my desires
may make me thrice a fool,
yet I hope the charm is present…
and this time because of you.

Your heart is a valley
needing patience to climb,
and mine a steady stream
that thirsts for sunshine.

If deserts have rain—
I haven’t a clue.
But such a universe I’ll choose,
by means to be with you.

And if ever you doubt
this love to be true;
Do not think yourself weak,
for choosing to peek…
into the letter of letters,
that I wrote just for you.

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Isaac Pulpit

Woow, Ihotu you've written and recited a poem
that touches the deepest of a young heart.
I'm very much carried on . . . to read more from you.

Welcome to Cosmo, Poetess

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