Love Notes
Love Notes
I Love You
like I have loved ‘no’ other.
In ‘all’ others
I am learning—
This is how I came to love you.
It has been years—
traveling through the “seams”
of seasons
—fading colors
—bitter blizzards
draped in frosted flakes
—bouquets of lily blossoms
—the morning sunrise…
each one a new painting
done by the hands of Monet’
I Love you
who I can no longer name.
Perhaps, I will write-on…
trying because my words are
love notes to you.
Somehow…
I know you read them.
You know from whom they are—
I do not have to splash any
fragrance on the paper…
flowery perfume—
certainly, you would know it
was not I—
Instead…
my love notes are draped in
raindrops, bathed in dew,
sprinkled with sands from
the sea…they glisten in
stardust
and, sometimes
words lift
from the paper
flying in formation.
Ink turns to
wings spanning
across the sky
an echo heard—
I love you
I love you
carry on
At times I think I hear
you laughing.
I close the notebook.
We sit together hand in hand
—the tide rolls in
writing a note in the sand
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