Sends each romantic note
Through a number of different couriers
The messages are consistent
Speaking with passion and tenderness
His words profound and eloquent
He writes me love letters
Like dew drops of every morning's first
Giving mirth to my clouded face
Like red-orange gradients at every sunset's end
Serves as gird to my troubled faith
He writes me love letters
With tales of beauty and cavalier
Telling of struggles and triumphs
Of unreserved praises and promises
Love carved out into songs and psalms
He writes me love letters
His methods unlike anyone I know
Or remember
Bringing my heart to wild abandon
Taking all this life's care into sweet oblivion.
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