Letter

Letter

A Poem by K. T. Wells

Dear Love,
Tis ashame that we have
To be apart right at this
Moment, for I am lonely,
And I know for a dying fact
That you must be too.
Just alone.

All alone,
On that miserable island,
Without even the closest
Person by you. I pity
You, Love.

Your Son.
Our son, is doing well,
And is most exceptional
In his schooling. It should
Not last much longer either,
And he will be free of the
Confines of the Study.
But still I wonder.
Just wonder.

Will he,
Our son, remain this way
Or will the ever changing
World, change him. Time
Does no justice to
The Soul.

However,
I know you have not
Changed though, Love. You
Are the same caring soul that
I run to, and even when oceans
Part us, these letters bring you
Back to me. I can not
Wait for your
Return.

The Fall.
I cannot wait for
The Fall’s renewal that
Marks your return to me.
The excitement that fills
Me will remain
There forever.
Always.

The longing.
The longing is what kills me,
My Love. That gap that separates
Us will someday soon collide.
That’s when our longing
Shall end. Until then,
I long.

I long
For that sweet body and that
Quiet soul to return to me. Oh
How I long for it, My
Sweet.

Never.
Never have I ever wanted the
Love of another creature so pure.
Never. I do know that you and
Him, rest his haunted soul,
Were so very close, Love.
But may I, not replace
That Love, but
Simply

Relight,
That love for you.
Just for
You.

There’s more.
There is more to us then just
Beds and candles, My Love.
And I know you see that
Too. Come back as
Soon as you
Can, Love.

I hope
That my heart and my body can
Live that long without you
Next to me. Please don’t
Fall into the hands of
Another while
You are away
From me,
Love.

I know
That I am untouched from
This sex that corrupts
My land.

Only
With your permission would
I ever stray beyond the boundaries,
Love.

And
to you,
The same, Love. I
Anxiously and hardly
Await your
Arrival.

Love, Me.

© 2011 K. T. Wells


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K. T. Wells
Free verse,

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