FREE LOVE LETTERS

Month: July 2015

  • Love letter # 595

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    Paul Ransom
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    I woke up with my heart in pieces this morning – for in my dream I was by your side, and you were like the angel I had always imagined. The girl who melted everything. Yet you and I both know that in this more solid world such hazy visions do not withstand the force…

  • Love letter # 414

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    Paul Ransom
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    Forgive me – for I have been the fool of beauty. It has unwound me. Stripped me back. So much so that I wonder at its power. What is this perfection of form, this ideal, that it so dissolves the structures of reason? How can a way of seeing, a kind of knowing, make so…

  • Love letter # 401

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    Paul Ransom
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    This is your time of year; the soft and quiet settling of winter. In your boots and scarves. Your alabaster skin in the pale and watery light. Dark eyes shining out of the mist. Warm breath foggy as you stand beside me. The promise of a hearth inside you. The welcoming crackle of your smile.…

  • Love letter # 265

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    Paul Ransom
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    What was once a wind whipped, steely chill is now the softly folding mist. Hard edges turned to comfortable blur. The colour of memory wistful and lovely. Sad howl rendered mellow song. They say ‘tis nothing more than time, but I feel it is not so; for in this gentle distance circles the thankful breath…