FREE LOVE LETTERS

Month: January 2020

  • For the anniversary of stars

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    by

    Paul Ransom
    in ,

    A glance at the screen, a date in the corner; and just like that: thirty years. The gap between waking and dreaming. A space hollowed of promises. The tender hook, still fast. Timeless. Remember how it rained that afternoon. How the evening was soft; lambent as the rings changed hands and the waterfall sang nearby.…

  • Love letter # 493

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    by

    Paul Ransom
    in

    It’s true. I watch them passing. Firm, young, glorious. Svelte bodies, lustrous skin. Strong and lithe and full of fire. Acme of desire. Fleeting angels in our midst. Not stopping to notice us. I look but do not follow. Burn, yet remain. Dream it all – in the space of their transit – yet wake…

  • Love letter # 713

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    by

    Paul Ransom
    in ,

    You were a white blonde child; now you’re honey brown. You were a lissome youth; now your lightness takes a different form. I cannot hold you as you were – except in the trap of memory – for you are not the angel of yore, you are the fractured and complex beauty of now. If…