FREE LOVE LETTERS

Month: August 2022

  • This is not a love letter

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    Paul Ransom
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    I cannot say if I love you, even though I speak the words. Perhaps I am simply obsessed, searching for validation. Maybe I want to control you, to somehow force your attentions and affectations onto me. Or this could be primal, the grind of genetic impulse overriding all objections, doing whatever it can to convince…

  • Love letter # 516

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    Paul Ransom
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    It’s true, I look at couples and see us. And there is a fracture in my heart. Hairline, but there. Like you once were. Before I chose. Of course I wonder; did I chase one thing and end up with another. Is this the mirage of my longing? I wanted this – whatever this is…

  • Love letter # 516

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    Paul Ransom
    in

    Perhaps all I ever did was pay attention. After all, that’s what beauty is. Noticing.   

  • Love letter # 572

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    Paul Ransom
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    Your light is the colour of possibility. In your luminous arena I believe. Here is the spring, unfettered by inevitable autumn. As I walk in the shine of your promise I feel you near; around the next bend. We will see one another, and we will know, and there will be a radiance, erasing distinction,…

  • Love letter # 600

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    Paul Ransom
    in

    Do I take the risk? Become vulnerable again. Open up to the possibility of joy and sorrow. Let someone in. We are no longer young and driven by the compulsions of sex and coupling. We have lived through the multiple disappointments of damaged intimacy and witnessed the collapse of flawed fantasy. Neither of us are…