FREE LOVE LETTERS

Category: Spiritual

  • Love letter # 131

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    Paul Ransom
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    I came down in the rain to make this garden bloom for you. I swam across the sea to walk in this desert with you. I fell from the sky to stand beside you in the mountain air. I travelled through the terrors of time to be here now. Whatever dream I woke from, you…

  • Love letter # 606

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    Paul Ransom
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    It’s like I’m someone else. Someone alive. For years I lived in detachment, never really feeling. Now I am the thin skin of an ocean, my public face a meniscus – a taut thread holding back the wonderful overwhelming flood you let loose in me. I never used to cry because nothing mattered enough. Tonight…

  • Love letter # 266

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    Paul Ransom
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    You are like the siren, I am like the shipwreck. There are nights when I cannot even look at you – your bare shoulders, your eyes a fire – and I have to walk away. Wait outside. And when I hear you talking, when I hear you breathe that way… The way you move your…

  • Love letter # 14

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    Paul Ransom
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    You the light – me the moth – fluttering around you.

  • And The Angels Love The Broken Best Of All

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    Paul Ransom
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    I do not know whose story this is. It could be mine. It could belong to us all. Maybe there is a sublime universal screenplay, and we are all acting from it, adding our little bits, yet never changing a thing. Maybe everything is written. Doesn’t feel like it though. There are times when the…

  • Love letter … 0

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    Paul Ransom
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    Nothing lasts. Not these walls. Not these things that fill my house. Not the victories I think I’ve won. Even the wonder of spring. Even the stars. Maybe even time itself. Only my love for you. Everything breaks; most notably my heart – which seems, at any moment, ready to burst into flames. Everything stops.…

  • Love letter # 75

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    Paul Ransom
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    This won’t be much of a love letter. My words are fast turning to sound. Just as the smallness of sky becomes the vastness of space, so too this light inside me. So too this beauty you made. Now it will not be contained in a sentence. Now it is shining. In my head, the…

  • Love letter # 68

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    Paul Ransom
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    We are not here forever. We are like the rush that is over as soon as it starts. It may even be that we vanish without trace, our passing unnoticed, our glories unremembered. Yet what little I am given…I will gladly share with you. All these kingdoms we have wrenched from the dust, they will…

  • Love letter # 431

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    Paul Ransom
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    Because the embers remind me of a fire. Because the rain was a river you swam in. Because the wind has brushed your hair. Because …

  • Love letter # 33

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    Paul Ransom
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    The lovers are the kings, the lonely are the cherished, the forgotten are the exalted. And the beggars shall live in the palace; and the mighty dwell amongst the ashes. And then the angels will walk with the fallen – the proof being you. I do not know why you are down here with me…