Love letter # 76
This evening, the sky was sublime – and the water, it was shimmering glass. A silver sliver moon scratched a bright exclamation above and the velvet air filled me up with scent and soft promise. I was a drunkard – barely staggering.
Would you be amazed to learn that all the while I thought of you? I almost wished you into proximity – so beautiful amidst the beauty, so perfect beside the vespertine fire.
You are like the beauty of the world – or so it seems to me. And you are like the stars coming out – dressing the universe in infinite magic.
I missed you. I yearned for you. It was a beautiful ache. As it always is when the night is like this and you are somewhere else.