Category: Smitten
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Love letter # 486
It’s like this; you walk around a corner and there it is – just like it’s always been there. Maybe you overlooked it before; perhaps you were just too busy. I mean, we all get distracted. Then, like some flower in the garden you never gave much thought to, you are caught up in the…
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Love letter # 36
All I want is what everyone wants. To love and be loved. To be near you. And when I say I love you, what I mean is that there isn’t anyone I’d rather be with. I cannot know how long I’ll be here, but all the while I am, and whatever there is of life,…
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Love letter # 34
Before you, I practised guitar. Since you, there have been songs. You are the difference between the passing of the days and the beauty of the season. I think of you every day – but some days I am awash; the floodplain in flower. Whatever I was before, I am new. Yours is the light…
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Love letter # 117
I had forgotten how beautiful you were. Seeing you again, I remembered – and I was speechless. You said my name but I could not say yours. That would have been dangerous. Then you would have known. If only I could write this, even send it – and yet somehow still hide. If only you…
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Love letter # 43
I sit here – the sea a mirror blue, sky like a primed canvas, cool air settling like a blanket of feathers. It’s perfect. And what do I think of? You. So I reach for phone, dial the number with your name on it, just about crumble when you answer. My nerve vanishes – small…
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Love letter # 145
Only when I gave in to you was I was liberated. Only when I let you in was I warm inside. Only as my heart was breaking was I truly mended. You have brought the stars to light – and you are the colour of spring. I knew nothing of the sea until I drowned…
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Love letter # 96
A thousand million men would surely say the same thing for the right girl; it just so happens I’m saying it for you. I’m not the remarkable one – you are. I just had the good sense to be amazed by you.
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Love letter # 22
There may well be a god – I cannot know – or some grand purpose may well have been assigned. This would be news to me. People talk about life lessons, about meant to be; but I do not claim to understand these things. Yet when you are near me… What is it that I…
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Love letter # 47
Sometimes there is a knife in me – and it cuts so beautifully. The rush of blood that follows is heady, like a delirious tide, and everything is pure yearning. This is how I feel tonight. Wanting you so. Aching like madness. Right now, I am a light source. Loving you. I am the river…
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