I could tell you that there
is love in every letter
on this scented paper.
Your sentence me to death
by leaving me breathless.
You leave me hanging on your every word
only to revive me with a pause
followed by a promise of forever.
Oh the eternity between these letters!
And so, I seal my reply not with wax
but of all well wishes, kisses , and a wink
to explain why I ran out of wax.
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