Love Letter

Amaranth, on my back, off

the edge of life.
Dangling cords fall
like snakes, I hanged them
there to dry
me out. With you,

it is cold.
I can’t say that. I miss you,
but I do not. Have you
been tempted to rip her
skin off and put mine on?

My back is off
the edge, now
life is seeping through
my toes, amaranth
dangling, a love letter

for you.

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7 thoughts on “Love Letter

    1. It’s not often I feel that you would learn something from me, my friend. Your posts are filled with so much thought provoking information. For me, sometimes it feels over my head. I have to soak it in. Thank you!!!

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