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It will all be taken
Love while you can. Embrace it now. For even this shall be gone. We may set our stall against the…
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Love letter # 531
I dreamt about you last night…and no, I did not fall out of bed twice. I was, however, reminded. Moved.…
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Love letter # 1.618
There are no gods. No higher purposes. No hidden meanings to discern. Nothing other than you. I have walked countless…
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Am I loveless?
Always the scent of flowering. The heady onset. Yet, this season…the slow swoon of distance. The undeniable space between fire…
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Love letter # 541
I carry the memory in my breath. On my skin. As a live current in my wires. Our first giddy…
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An honest dating app profile
Met a lady over coffee today. She smiled, flirted. Said, “You look like an artist.” Am I, I wondered, or…
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Love letter # 1201
Now is the melancholy season. You…and you…and you. All my flowers. Your glory, your brightness, your turning. The inevitability of…
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Love letter # 663
I write this letter to myself. To remind me. Today, for the first time since farewell, for a quiet minute…
