Your Letters

If I could bottle the warmth in your letters I could be a millionaire.

Never has woman been so blessed as to read words penned with such care.

You say you love my poetry and it gives your heart a glow.

But I say each letter you write to me is poetic genius.  I should know.

If I live to be a hundred, I will always keep them near,

These perfect missives that you write and I hold to be most dear.

My Love, if ever womankind was wooed in a more romantic way,

The judge had simply never seen the note you scrawled to me today.

Had I never met you and just measured the man you seem to be

In the letters that you write, I could not help but see,

The strength and independence, the wit and humor flitting there.

I'd be obliged to love you still when I read how much you care.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

If we ever have an argument that lingers, I'll just read your love letters and burn my fingers.....

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Christine M's picture

Jessica,
This must surely be one of the most beautiful poems you wrote. It grabbed at my heart and started wringing. I do hope that this is about an old love and that the hurt has subsided a little.
Christine