PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

A dream within a dream,

I read your letters;

my pen circles your name like a forbidden dance;

the edges daring to touch the corners of your letters

as if some mystical way,

it might find a way to transfer that touch to your soul.

Do you ever think of me as deeply as I dip my thoughts into this ink well,

I often Ponder this.

Is it my soul you call through your love letters?

Let me find a way to procure your love

so that our souls transfuse into ink and light,

swirling into the most beautiful ode of love ever written

If there is a way, whisper it to my soul;

I circle your name and mine

I won't pen them together,

instead I wait;
waiting for the right whisper in your letters.

Signed with soul

and  love's messy ink.