FREE LOVE LETTERS

Desire is a mystery I do not pretend to understand. How is it that we can have such an obvious…

Love letter # 598

For a minute I thought perhaps I was in love with you. On reflection, I am simply becoming addicted to…

When I look at you I become aware of the distance between hunger and feeding – which can be an…

You come to stand, with calm deliberation, in my shadow, and from this well of darkness your light shines. A…

I ponder the Sanskrit word ‘namaha’ – not mine – and I remember that all is given; like your love.…

Look at them. So in love. Or lust. He slumps, gawky teenager, back into the seat. She hovers, gazing down…

We give all our love to the girls of memory, because they are never further than a thought away. They…

NB: The original version of this piece was published on our sister blog, As if You Were Listening, and you…

Is it realistic for me to harbour hope, to imagine a future including you? Much as I would like to…

I cannot say if I love you, even though I speak the words. Perhaps I am simply obsessed, searching for…