Love letter # 519
Please wait, you said…and in the ark of patience I loved you…until the distance became just that…a space beyond traversing…and then another, a fire closer than hope and memory.
Please forgive me…I failed the test of time and distance…looking across the chasm of waiting…desire dissolving in increments to a numb new reality…my head finally turned…wishing exhausted.
It is morning now, the dream curtailed by the inevitability of light…because hunger has its own logic, and though my love for you was a form of beautiful starvation…and I mourn the passing of that tender ache…I will eat now…and live.
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