Caligraphy

I received a letter from my darling

In a quality embossed envelope

I left it alone

Until the next day

The sky was low, moistened and grey

I go out into the mist

To identify movements on the street

There is someone smoking a bad cigar

And a song is in repeat

I am driven back into the house

I turn on the turntable

And I browse through the vinyls in the case

I pull out an obscure LP from the Sixties

I abscond to an intrinsic place

Where there was much less to consider

The music ends and I turn off the player

And quietly, I say a prayer

I grab the envelope and the letter blade

Gently, I unfold the fine stationery

A sand-colored sheet with watery borders

With writing that seizes my attention

'To my dearest' it begins

My tears are in retention

Her writing is elegant and flawless

The words were written with patience

It makes me read carefully

What she wrote with all her heart

'I will be with you' she writes

All doubts are blown apart

All the worries and fears are gone

Before I fold the letter

A teardrop falls on it

The world seems so much better

I see through the mist and pierce through the grey

It's because of her love, her calligraphy

I am more alive today