(Love Letter) William

July 9, 2017
1:32 am

(Love Letter)
William

Dearest Love,

it's getting late
yet, I here
waiting
dreaming
yearning
as my hands caress
this keyboard
I feel cordiform eudaimonia
beneath my fingertips
stroking your secret places
I make love with my words
to your unknown thoughts
until
your heart
seeks
every small
explosion
Hoping each
climax
brings you closer
coveting
my rune
it's getting late
and
I write for you

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker